Suspicions

Locked away, hurt inside My heart aches again With distrust I suspect Would she do as I think? Could she pain me as I've been before? Knowing consequences, it'll wash away With alcohol f any sort and color These thoughts come to mind As the music plays, my rage grows This may be the time I've awaited Time for hits and shots Wipe away my suspicions I'll try But to question her loyalty Almost seems like the past Yet again, with another, I dishonor Is it me that I don;t trust? Perhaps so for my violence will emerge In a way to mutilate The fallen on will be her Nor I, I will stand The unknowing will die But for what cause? Her mistake? Death shall grace their face And I will prove my word true