conversations with someone real

 
misunderstood? maybe
or maybe I just see things differently
try to find the places
where things are left unsaid

you offer honesty? vulnerability?
I’ll take them for what they are
without expectin more or less

but I don’t deal in prayers
or wait for numbers to be called
death doesn’t ride for me
I ride beside him

I’ve walked a broken path
with stained hands
buried my sins in ways
I’d rather forget
I’m tryin to step lighter
but my past claws at my heels

if the spirits whisper my name
they know I won’t turn their way
no town
no claim
just a man tryin to escape his shadow

you wonder if this life’s the last
that ain’t for me to say
but I know the weight of waitin
and the toll it takes
that shit doesn’t come cheap

if you shift
I won’t flinch

I’ve met enough faces

to know some can’t hold still

if we meet in the shade
then so be it
I won’t run from it