I’m a cowboy
Chasing the sunset
No breaks
No rest
No intermissions to catch my breath
Hand on the neck of my whip
Choking It until my fingers turn red
The sound, so satisfying so crisp
As it rips through the hairs of my steed
Provoking it
To use it’s full speed
On a crying horse I ride
Birds above screech
They’re feathers falling from the sky
Possession, abandoned on the dusty plain
This is the path of my own choosing
I pray the lord my souls to keep
Because i plan not to make it home
I’m a cowboy
That chases the sunset
And I’ll continue to
Until I’m dead
Or until it makes me feel alive