Hereditament

Trapped in the womb
And wrapped not within the arms
But by the death grip of a noose
How may I repent, for an act devoid of reason
And not one could indemnify
And no shawl could cover
The guilt of this loosened swell
Yet to this very place I have returned
And where I walk upon the formative stones
Are the footprints and echoes from a life before
​​​​​​By a border pale, aptly drenched in creosote
Akin to birthmarks and growing scars
With the meaning embedded beneath the skin
So only I could touch the past
And be struck by the shrieking volts
That signal the weary in flight
To where once my death tree stood
Released through time and parallel as I let go

Unearthing the mandrake
My tears had planted
Sorrow sown into the womb
But the debt's been paid despite the lone tree gallow
Like a conquering church upon pagan ruins
Though the rain has dried, it's still lightless
And if I've led this life astray
Bury me beneath my will, bury me beneath my choices
Until it's time again, to reclaim the one I've left alone
For the possibility of redemption
Seems one and the same as the peril
That keeps me from the light and all I have ever known
For the voyage my sins delay
I must arduously await
Until time assembles the ship
Converging with the tide as it rolls in
And I eventually leave this island behind
Where life is waiting to begin