Drifter

Suitable log up on my shoulders, time for a run.
Up this mountain cool morning breeze is on.

Sixteen kilometers legs burn.
Respect and pain something you earn.

Throw the log from my shoulders time to lift
Train battery on a cable, the pain a gift.

Hundred twenty kilo rocks pick up throw.
Cold crisp air good for the soul.

Strap to my suv drag across the field.
Stretch again release the stress I build.

Seventy kilo rocks each hand punch
Nintey kilo rock do a few crunch.

Throw a rope in a tree something to climb.
Exercise seems to clear my mind.

Looking over scars etched in my skin.
Demons lurk time and again.

Stop at a dine get a bite to eat.
Why is this lady taking a seat.

She keeps talking won't let it be.
Mad I said I'm good, her "stop bothering me"

Everyone looking I'll just pay for my meal.
Look on alls faces I'm the Vill.

Not sure what I did wrong
I just wanted to be left alone.

Well time to move on not sure where next.
Is my desire really that complex.