slow death
this war is brittle
tossed lightly over your shoulder
my child was sleeping as i wrote out my feelings
i deleted every word before i joined him
yet in the morning he repeated what i had said
is it that obvious
i can feel my light still dimming
the light was gone
waking on the first rising of sun
my shoulders weighed heavy on the failing bed
as my memory shakes with every thud
despite the darkness i follow as he keeps playing
it is not spoken
i can sense the realm still fighting
the fates are choosing
calculating the cost of each eye
my hands release the sharpened pulled arrows
i fear every fading connection hushing
gathering in the mid of collapsing pile of stones
it has been broken
i can hear the voices still calling
tossed lightly over your shoulder
my child was sleeping as i wrote out my feelings
i deleted every word before i joined him
yet in the morning he repeated what i had said
is it that obvious
i can feel my light still dimming
the light was gone
waking on the first rising of sun
my shoulders weighed heavy on the failing bed
as my memory shakes with every thud
despite the darkness i follow as he keeps playing
it is not spoken
i can sense the realm still fighting
the fates are choosing
calculating the cost of each eye
my hands release the sharpened pulled arrows
i fear every fading connection hushing
gathering in the mid of collapsing pile of stones
it has been broken
i can hear the voices still calling