Threads
Now so alone; just what I want
No reason to write….so now I haunt
Now so becoming of my mind
No real truth….so now I lie
I am the thread the monster found
Inside the labyrinth to which I’m bound
I am the witness for the slain
Far too aware….where the monster reigns
Now so alone; just what I need
No reason to love….so now I feed
Now so disheartening to me
The witness became….yet still he sees
I hold the thorn that helps you sleep
And into your dreams my poison creeps
I am the vine that wants no light
Far too despaired….until I take your sight
Now so alone; just what I am
No reason to be….I await the sands
Oh, how insightful I’ve become
I burn in the light….yet I need the sun
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