t's about closing time and I know how it all ends
It's not the first time I've lay at the bottom of a bottle
helplessly I surrender to the night as demons
come out to eat away at my dreams ripping apart
at the seams my soul
I've had my soul served to me many times in the past
bartender how about one more for the road
under the stars I've slept with memories of the dead
vibrant enough to be seen in the dark
images of lost love
regrets for the things I should've
or should not have done
each morning with a throbbing head I swear
I'm going to change my ways
but I never do
how I wish to strip away those garments that constrict
and bind souls to the darkness
I yearn to feel the rain upon my face as it washes
blood , regrets and guilt away
as well meaning people tell me to fall to my knees and pray
the anger reaches the boiling point
why can't they see I've been there many times before
left with only the sound of silence
helplessly I surrender to the night ............
~ D Donner ~