Riptide

i know its going to happen life is going to smoothly things are alarmingly calm doubt will seep in for sure devils will follow i'll get tongue tied-tripped up- hog tied washed away in the riptide called life while the horde dances upon the shore cackling "I knew ya didn't have the strength to make it back".. but you never walked the contours of my soul jackass I've made it back to shore a thousand times before... and I'll make it back this time breathing fire on the shores of your dead words that's if the angels have not deserted me