Battle To Battle

Persist to uncover more resistance then I

Have the ammunition I need to exist

One more fight- with drugs or love or sex or faith

And I just might never have to participate

Dead love breath coming from the kisses I find

Because I am too hard to find behind

Tired eyes- the war is taking all the toll

I thought I fought off

While fighting for control

Battle to battle

Rattling off metal arms of

Communication, or

Battery, arson and love

Now lost in limits

We’re thinking we have to win it

The troops are flying

This Icarus flailing again and again and again

Come cough courage up to use for the quiet

Times you’ll have without militant limits, lies

Even now- if you stop the march you’ll hear

The sweet now sound

Of all the love you’ve been given.

Now needs nothing to prove I’ve really fucked it

Up completely, at least I won at something

Still I cry for all the soldiers that I lost

All because I had to be the big boss.