I lift my arms while the wind’s force reckons through, did you sleep while I dreamt away from you?
There isn’t a place so safe while the clouds rage on, do you see me fade till the sun is gone?
And I worry, that there is none, when your tears taste so bitter, the touch of my tongue.
Feel me break away, darkness swoons, petals fall, seeds begin again, the night rages on, do you fear the sun, is the black our tomb, the flower coldly blooms.
It’s not safe while the winds rage on, all these years, where has the time gone?
And you look at me, when there’s something left to breathe, just hold me, it’s a place where dread causally weaves.
It pushes through the clouds, I said it’ll pass, but the clouds cover my eyes, it’ll always last.
I feel it rage on, you know I’m gone.
Is it what you always hold, do I fear that cold?
We all know what lies beneath our wooden beds, the sun dims as skies turn violent red.
Whisper in my ear, follow child for it’s a task of dread, can’t you see I listen but disobey upon what you said.
Close your eyes.
Follow my quiet sighs.
Is it truth or religious lies?
Don’t close your eyes as we walk on water, this ocean wave listens to the man called King and Father.
But under sea level I stare for the angst delivers, don’t call to me, I am bow, useless without the quiver.
Can you dear man see our skies turn bloodied red?
The walkable sea drowns those who sleep in anxious beds.
I thirst for acceptance as you offer calming peace, the one beneath wishes we all step down, violently cease.
Here me speak upon how you once gave lambs spiritual hope, now their uncertain ideology hangs from where we hung our ropes.
I am but a human.
Men and the bones of Women.
Red skies and changing seas.
Truths or Lies, Love or Sin.
I’ll step on water my dear friend.