Deep and ever changing,
But still the old man keeps sailing.
He doesn't know when,
He'll drop his sail.
All he knows is that sweet sound of the gale.
As the dawning of the new age comes.
We rise only to run.
Chase after dreams, break at the seams.
Daring nature awakened only to be left forgotten,
Guilt, anger.
Love devours.
Secluded, we stand.
Daring child, leave this place.
Find another kind old face.
Be the one who smiles for all.
Make sure you stand up again with each fall.
Never ignore your grandmother's call.
Burning sensation.
Filling me now.
I've got to break this hold on me, some way.
Somehow.
I'm wounded like an animal shot in the hunt.
Out of breath, barely holding on.
Jilted with purpose.
Slaughtered by meaning.
I'm wishing that I just gave into the screaming.
My life is a gash, left on the leg.
Scrapes on the knees-
With no Band-aid.
I have not changed.
I do not believe that I can
This is what I hardly ever understand.
Understand the truth behind these gentle eyes that hold a gaze.
Lost amongst the bloody haze.
Remember, remember what you once held dear.
That is what they tell me.
That is what I'm told.
I love thee?
Do I?
I know not anymore.
For I have chosen to ignore my heart's implore.
Diving head first into confusion.
I have not changed at all.
I'm still running from thee.