Poem -

The tales of this forest continue...

My mind and heart,
Fought upon decision,
The thickening fog,
distort all vision,
No clarity within my sight,
Proceed upon the woven path,
I hope thy choice was right,
Travelling within thy darkest day,
My eye's weary lost thy way,
Could thus be thy,
Deathly breaths day,
Bewilderment,
Thus day in may,
Oh holy angel's
Hear thus pray,
Thy travels alone,
Thus darkened day,
Into the unknown i stray,
The smell of flesh burning stride ,
My stallion horse thus ride,
Eloped in fear,
As sounds draw near,
My sight upon not clear,
Harrowing sound's,
draw nearest thee,
My twisted mind wonderment,
What could thus be,
A woven path in dormancy,
Awakened upon thy trespass's strode,
Upon my black stallion,
i rode,
Unknown darkness,
around thee,
Frightening noises,
surround thee,
The smell of burning flesh,
Cause burden upon my soul,
Within the darkened forest,
They tortured lost toll's,
Lurking closer nearly thee,
Thy father hear my prayer,
Avoids the angels Harding stare,
Betoken thy outspoken ,
critic lair ,
Heavenly bodies non nor there,
A risen hellish bare,
Tormenting souls who dare,
Walk amongst these trees,
A penalty upon fees,
Trespassing nearest thee,
Oh again heavenly father,
I plead with innocent skin,
To save thee from thy burden of burning upon thy sin,
Thoughts of abomination ,
Pleading restoration,
Thy heavens heed no prayer,
Angels turned their faces,
No linguistic loving stare,
Alone in the darkness,
Thy burden sins much bare,
Upon thy father no sanction ,
Thy promise burnings air,
Escape from thy tortured souls,
Thy penalty be bestrode ,
Upon my black stallion I rode,
Frightened heart,
What's this thus feel,
An unleash of emotions real,
No more man of steel,
Creeping further into the darkest depths beneath my blood my bones of stone,
A casting death upon thy throne,
Tortures villain of velderone,
Has thus now to die alone,
Bewilderment thus month of May,
Thus weary heart heed not ,
nor pray,
Encompasses empty heart,
Burning fleshly part

To be continued.........

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