Intervention
That's what the town needs
This is where our stories cross over
Intersection
the battle lines in the street
On the right side of the track marks
The rest is just memories in battle scars
Maybe the ones they dented in
maybe the ones self-inflicted
The skin graffiti doesn't run
It's fight or flight that led you here
Take a breath and distribute
all along the being
back to the heart
you followed the path
Now create your own rehabilitation reality
and relapse on innocence
your missing peace of mind
betrayed by arrogance