crazy lil poem i wrote....please make your own conclusion..... |
these dark woods invite my beckoning soul these treacherous paths lead me to hell to my own hell....a prison death row on the front lines of superiority that's where you are above me....the judge and the jury as i await my sentence from the trees and rain black nite comes to me again the pulpit's on fire waiting to judge me a liar branches and leaves begin to fall as fire from the sky engulfs you all don't look at me with eyes of your fathers judgements don't settle with me not tonight or ever as the pulpit's fires join hands with the sky's my eyes draw upward wondering what to do is this a sign of my fight or am i to die tonight these flames don't effect me but the shrills of the others leaves me with goosebumps leaves me with a smile i am fucked up...in my own mind i cannot see not the truth of what the woods see not the truth of the judge and jury just the fact that i got out of this predicament from the fires up above....that aren't much different from the ones below so who's to know if my walk was right or wrong if it was short or long not even i.....not you or them just remember in these woods the judgements ....and what happened...... |