The Odyssey
I roam these alleyways blind Cloaked by the golden candlelight The frost bite punctures my fantasies And humors their fatal archetypes These chronic, unsolved mysteries Passed off as scarlet letters in an old town This warmonger siege is my making Blood soaked on the back of a dragon As these piercing flaws shine Like silver linings in the midst of chaos So does the purging judgement And confounding absence burn through the ground In solemn solidarity do the sands of time Pour into my cup and shatter my innocent pride Far does the Odyssey carry me on the highest of tides Till my melodrama knocks the air out of my insensitive lies I never tried having a life Worth more than a fool's pride With the advent of my own cynicism I repaired my ego till it touched the pinnacle of spite My towering daydreams Condemned me to reclusion I fell back onto my apathy And let the Odyssey forge a new one The fate of my journey to peace Rests on the balances of broken e...