Landmine

I have no fight left in me I take a bite of fresh ripe cucumber with salt Just like I did when I was a kid But those soft edges fell off Out on some land Shooting at cans with BB guns And while my brother is my close friend We don't talk much The harsh sun on my neck Giving all I could get I felt happy then I thought the door was open I try to knock and jostle the lock but it's not the time So I'll come back later this year Looking for loopholes inside The feeling is gone, my legs are both numb My body's a landmine I tried to catch up, it wasn't еnough To prevent the dеcline I just dealt with the hand I was dealt in the end Though it wasn't my plan