On The Run

Living in my own prison Here in my mind Serving my own sentence Doing some hard time My guilt is unquestioned No one else is to blame I don't think I ever will Be the same again At times I am confused I just don't understand How could I have done what I did If I'm supposed to be a man Sometimes I get confused Between the good and the evil Most times I choose the latter Then my life is in an upheavel I know I can't undo All the bad that I've done But I know today That tomorrow will still come My life right now is worthless I'm tired of being on the run I must keep myself hidden From every lawman's gun I know if they find me I don't stand a chance They'll fill me with bullets Regardless of the circumstance 1-23-18/RjH