I’ll Burden You People

-I'll Burden You People-
by Keaton Foster


Sit there
Queer
Weird
Finger in jest
Confess
To the confessor
All that you admit
I won't judge
I won't budge
I'll stand tall
Above it all
In I'll take
All that you say
Nothing
Will I waste
Your wicked words
Both a god
And a sword
Into my heart
Into my head
Leaving me
Reeling
Still feeling
What did I do
I don't know
Not supposed to
Suffering
My curse not yours
Just do your part
I'll be fine
Whatever
The hell that is
I will seek my own god
I'll ask him to be kind
As he obliterates
All that I hold true
It's just our game
Give and take
Live and waste
I am a mistake
More than you
More than most
He has always
Without question
Had it in for me
I don't mind
What difference
Would it make
If I somehow did
His power
Unruly
His wisdom
Such cruelty
Sure in this life
I'll burden you people
I'll tell you things
Things that you
Don't want to hear
Don't want to know
I'll show you the light
Expose you to darkness
Make you cry
As part of you dies
I'll bring you close
Right to the edge
Such a place is home
Such an idea
My skin and bones
You'll suffer
Just as I have
But unlike me
Your suffering will cease
You plight will never be
You will make it just fine
Heck even survive
But in the end not I
I won't survive
I won't endure
When I'm done
I'll be no more
Just as in life
Will remain in death
I'll burden you people
As I was meant to
God selected me
Quite arbitrarily
He knew what he was doing
And still does
I'm just here
Wondering what's near
What's close to me
As I risk it all to flee
What there is no escaping
Maybe in time
You'll get it
Maybe some of me
Will cross over
And become
Something of you
I won't mind
How could I ever...


I'll Burden You People
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014.