Checkmate

Everyone maneuvers like it’s chess

If you don’t, you’re a pawn I bet

Like to think I’m a knight, armor’s best

No king or queen to protect

Has made for a more restless me

Heart beat hitting till I shuffle feet

Most build a house with cutdown trees

I make crosses to remind me

Of every bridge I lit, brilliantly

Sincerely sorry for my always

Fucked off attitude, it’s my aptitude

To see clues, bread crumbs of blues

Bending till myself’s consumed

Tending moons, my own dude

Trying to find a way with maps erased

Religion in question, compass hazed

Trace my tattoos, wonder ‘who are you’

Didn’t choose, woke up confused

Middle fingers fixed at wrong crews

Sipping holy water, shooting hoops

Where most dance with the devil too

Made amends with my demons

Wear their shoes, not my reasons

Maybe I should pretend to care

Fake it till I make it there

Become a better man than I dare

No one knows me though they stare

Through windows to my souls a glare

That’s my phoenix fighting hell

Told the devil fuck off, not for sale

Keep it on the level, my sword and scale

Skid the edges like a rail, refuse to fail

I know the secrets they want kept

Chained us down with their debt

Everyone maneuvers like it’s chess

If you don’t, you’re a pawn I bet

Like to think I’m a knight, armor’s best

No king or queen to protect

Has left me checkmating my own set