shadowbones

The Highway Men

 

Leaving behind something 

A sick trail of guts along the road

Burnt pockets of flesh

Thoughtless mind

At the end of the day

Brains turns to mush 

 

The smoke rises

They cry

Praying for second chances

Lifeless remorse

 

Fire

Let it burn

Fire strengthens

As it hurls down

Slapping the ground

Strewn out across the road

A soulless body is found

 

They are jealous 

Their day to pass the highway

Freeway bridge\'s twisted corpse

Endlessly wanting