Drift

The slog line tugs my drift Cutting me to death's side Fulcrums prove harsh to shift Most won't barter with pride Mercy proffers your gift Across that vast divide Am I worthy to quest Toward the heart of the sun? When I search for my best Cowardice tears to run So wrapped up in my jest Selfish fun spurs this shun The faces of fleet past Hover around my head Most rush by rather fast Others cork me with dread These glories unsurpassed Network my flow with thread Servant wraiths swoop to gnaw Everything I could be Tremors pulse up my jaw When submitting hope's plea Passions repel that claw Your safety ensnares me What a burden to toss! Mortal weight floats away Such transitory loss From this dimension's fray Shall one day reach across To pull us from this clay Wheels relinquish firm grip As this grim can twists out Chaos hastens my slip On this treacherous route Impact compels a flip While I spout my stunned shout