It was midnight
My demons gathered to dance
The whiskey began to flow
The angels of death joined in
The world began to spin
The roads twisting and breaking
I'm pushed to the edge
By those I thought were there
To protect and guide me
Left to wonder these broken roads alone
Spent years walking alone with my demons
Hoping the angels of death would take me home with them
Many nights I was on my knees begging them too
Yet come morning they were gone
I was still alone on the road
Struggling to find a reason a meaning and an answer to why I was left alone
I continued down those twisted...