Pen in Motion

Bringing the rain,
bringing the pain,
all the fire I can muster.
Gonna burn this mother down,
just ashes and cinders
after I’m done.
Enough of this past,
this monster baby to torment my dreams
and force me to regret
all over again.
Been there, done that.
Thought we moved on.
I did anyway.
I’m all new and ready to ride away,
into the sunset,
into the horizon,
just somewhere else.
Better say your prayers and make your peace,
cause you’re done for.