Normal night
New woman
Same bottle of whiskey

Everything seemed to be going so well
Of course that's usually when I **** up
She professes her hate and slams the door
Good thing ol jack doesn't have legs

****...
The bottle reaches its end
Those Demons notice the coast is clear
My old friends closing in from their corners
Shrinking my spirit the closer they get

My backs hit this wall too many times
I think I've finally had enough
There is nothing left to lose
Fatigue replaces fear
An intense calm washes over me

It has become clear what I must do
A direct charge into impossible odds
With only two acceptable outcomes
Victory or death

And so I run
Spirit growing immensely with every step
This time it is the demons that shrink
Screaming and Retreating to their caves

I don't give chase
Its not possible to abolish them
they are a part of me
The young idealist cannot return
He died long ago

Here lies a coward where a man now stands
His soul bloodied from the hell hes escaped
The scars serve as a reminder of the battle once had
His spirit ever ready for the demons return