"The Reel of Life that We're Given to Act out."

Pardon Me if I don't give
a Fuck anymore; I've already
fought to many Wars and lost
to many Comrades

I've got to many Wounds and
Countless Scars Engraved in
this Body
If You Numbered them, We'd
be here all night: and, I don't
know if You've got that long
to spend with Me

But, tell Me Your Story and maybe
I'll open up
Let You Peel back a Wound and let
You see, what's Covered up

I know that You've also got Stories
that are real

Show Me the Puss that still Spills
Show Me the Heartache that still
plays over and over in Your head,
Reel by Reel

This Life, never goes away; once
lived, it becomes ingrained: is this
part of the Role We've been given
to live by the, "One," Who placed us
here...

Fuck that; it is, what it is