EVERGREEN
- ryetheguy22
- Nov 3, 2020
- 2 min read
I woke upon this road
In debt and cast aside
Burdened by the load
And heavy was the ride
In respite I found the clue
The glue that held me to you
Arkhams corridors left desolate
As I seek to purchase my repentance
In you, I found glory
In me, it was repeated
sounds passed out of there
until it traversed the echo of my nothingness
And so nothingness is what we found
The vigil of our parties left barren
as we seek dust
and the calamity was stricken by man
Never again love spoke kind words
and so as I fall ever up I am grieved with this worlds complexity
As above so below, as within so without, so the universe so the soul
A I fall down the stars all fall up
I was looking for a reason to stay
As I fill my cup
Do with it what you may
May the shadow of your barren past
do nothing but ever last
in refuge I seek guidance
but find words and people at war within
Everlasting love
I seek above all
above man, above seasons
above father, above fall
Fall is the season when clocks turn back
Fall is the time when autumn leaves attack the ground
Fall is the time when the heathens abound
Make a strange noise or feel a sound
The clocks turn back and the shadows creep in
The doors slam shut and the creeps peep out
The cloaks are worn and the people are sworn in
This time to cast away
And to lay at wake in the lake of which where swimming in
Timidly at rest while the walking people groove
Lazy rest while the working people move
If the lazy are locust then I eat my weight in dust
To be turned aside and find solace in the rust
If my inheritance is wind I made trouble at home
Mp 40’s fire off inside the hollow dome
Almond branch’s rods are staffs for the wise
Nukes are the weapons and radiation the disguise
In the tiny town were reflections are made
The inventor decade
Or just earthy vessels made
The finding pot for silver
My timid mind for rot
The furnace is for gold
The ghost story’s for pot
The truth will be found
Just as all will come into light
And to no avail for even Satan
The emissary of night
Was brought to day
Where the sun shines gladly
Burn the light and cut up angels
I say very madly
This justice feels like a potion apple.