What’s Being Passed Our pasts are a huntsmen that will not - TopicsExpress



          

What’s Being Passed Our pasts are a huntsmen that will not leave their virgule Ready to take his weight in blood All his tools of attrition are sharpened at the ready Doubt, self-pity, relevance has no place, relative to the psyche’s stability Lost in the woods, turned around by stars that don’t keep their place What world has one been found in Where the taunts are unnatural and out of sync with the revolutions of the Sun Let go, let me be! Presently I’ve been ran up a tree, like Wilson Rawls wrote it Despair is the view of a presence, and I don’t know if I got the strength to ignore it Should I join the huntsmen, lurking in the peripherals of those I’ve ruined My past don’t want my blood as much as my cooperation Maybe I should just give in to the Pasts plan for me Ive held this treetop more often than not, but ive been hounded When I fell to the ground I really jumped Back for what the Pasts plans for me These deeds are unmentionable, buried deeper than most are willing to dig The taunting whispers of bones that want to know if it was all worth it A forgiving intent that can’t be meant, with such a sinister methods Tugging at guilt’s open hand The pulls that strengthen with every motion in the wrong direction I’m still lost in the woods with no guiding star Even as the huntsman, there is no end to the edges of these torments Round and round, back where I began, as if a birth is a celebration of reincarnation As though we know, I know nothing of death, so I keep taking my turn I’m really a turncoat, because I was born to these woods The whisper of my clan’s bones Representative of what the outside world stereotype The Past’s avenger flawed with a weak conscious For those that are underserved For them, I can be their empathy, if they would let me But they want to know why the stars won’t stand still Even in chasing the same signs, we are lost together So once again it’s my turn, and I still don’t know what I’m doing here Would it matter If I wasn’t here, should I care if I’m not I really just want to get out of these woods
Posted on: Sat, 16 Aug 2014 02:17:14 +0000

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