Night vision

Crossing borders Canada never been here before.  
Whole drive my mind and heart tore.
I still see you my love tears fill my eyes I still adore
 
Tree after tree each kilometer pass.
Pull up for petrol back out fast.
I'll break the steering wheel I don't ease my grasp.
 
Out by a lake British Colombia has peace.
Some lady won't quit speaking, go away please.
You don't know me not in the least.
 
I dint want to talk or eat with you.
I want to be alone is that wrong to do.
I had to move before my temper blew.
 
I'm just some random old man
Why do so many act as though they are my friend.
I'm not giving money I'm not a social delight damn
 
Park the suv and go further in the woods alone.
No one around got rid of the wrong.
Exercise routine and my drinks are strong.
 
Why do so many keep staring at me.
Is it that entertaining to poke at a beast.
I long for the day I am decease.
 
Nine bottles of Alberta premium rye.
Maybe enough to get through the night.
I can hear their voices calling demons inside.
 
Your snarling hiss.
Bottle up with a kiss.
Shaking hurting grit teeth closed fist.
 
Sweat building three bottles gone.
Every night I continues on.
Bellowing banshee singing her song.
 
Shadows in the dark I can see as they go.
Each looks like a distorted part of my soul.
They won't be happy til I lay in a hole.
 
Sixth bottle gone three to go more.
I can smell the distillery through my pore.
Haven't ate in weeks I don't crave food anymore.
 
Hit trees no bag out here to proceed.
Every knuckle busted profusely bleed.
Tired of reliving my past deed.
 
Nine bottles gone now I fight in my dream.
Come banshee I'll end your scream.
Back to society where it's most grim.