Harvester
Anger to which I’ve grown
A friend, to me my own
The fear comes creeping close
To claim me as its host
I’m scared, I’m mad
Pining for what I had
Offered, stolen in haste
Makes me think it’s all a waste
Safety, future
Sacrificed unto her
Harvester of sorrow
Beside myself with fear
Paranoid beyond belief
Anticipating the thief
To come and take away
What has stolen so many days
Shut up, lay down
A king without his crown
Has now become my shell
Inside this painful hell
The blade, it swings
As they try to kill this king
Harvester of sorrow
Beside myself with fear
I’m locked inside this cage
Fermenting hideous rage
Mercy, please let me out
Don’t want to scream and shout
Anger, misery
These things have become me
Please hold me close to your chest
And let me finally rest
My love, tell me
Why have you forsaken me?
Harvester of sorrow
Beside myself with fear
Copyright © Derek Chos | Year Posted 2011
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