SHOES

𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔: "Hey, Croza, are you alright?" "Sorry I.. I was somewhere else... I just feel.. different. Everyone always tries to speak with me in the modern way, and eventually I feel the back of my mind just.. slip away. Off somewhere ancient, to remember the bigger picture. Grandiose imagery of nature in its horror to its beauty. The sky filling with stars, only to be sliced open by the horizon, and filled with the daily lives of the animals that share this world with us. All while I'm trying to nod my head.. while they talk about shoes.." 𝓥𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮 1: There's two words, like two birds, with one stone, call it period. Try again. Try again. Try again. Try again. Let me rescind, to the recent, little descent of society. Where I left off, when I ran off, threw my plan off, to go hiding. Where I turned left, then I left life, to go searching, for the last light in a man's life, getting serious. I felt God, then I lost God, but I found light getting near again. Like a lamplight in the ice cold, dark shadow, of Ethereus. But when I lost him, then I lost hope in the eyes closed to something serious. When I awoke, I smelled the smoke that chokes the coming spring. The joke was up and I was told to sing and sing and sing. To be, it said. To be the end, the voice of forests burning. To be the voice that speaks the truth when I say ice is coming. Death was sweet and gentle, but its life that rages on. Like fire spinning up and down, around until we're gone. To live to love to see to sleep, to wake but not feel breath. The fear of the inevitable is why we must go check. The woods that still surround us, snuff the fire please put it out. Do not cast the curse of ice, you are not devout. The ice is a cruel mistress, do not mistake the winters taste for death of all the weak who may still bring the light of change, for us all. I am nothing now, but just you wait you'll see the truth I see. Just the same plain jane old day, while I send for rain to the nearest blue bird. But I refuse to blame, that it was humans who made the world burn. I need a little bit of time, gotta see the lighter side, of my life to be a little, brighter-in-my-mind, while I say goodbye, to a dying name. (To a dying name.) A kiss, to a broken mirror, glass cut up my lips as I whisper to soothe what's left of the times, I had. 𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖌𝖊: The suns, on its way to see me, but I just can't come out. The moon, on its way to see to me, but it just won't come out. 𝕮𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖚𝖘: I cry. All-the-tiiime. They cannot smell the smoke but I just choke while they all speak to me. Can, I. Oh can I.. Please try to heal what's left of all the times I thought I had enough. When a horse, was all I needed. When I woke to the songs of crows- Dancing while I felt the grass, like silk between my toes. Can, I. Oh can I, please Oh can I! Turn it all around so I can knock the crown right off their head. 𝓥𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮 2: Nows the time to yell, why not shoot a rocket too. The world is all on fire, whats with the attitude? When the world's a mess, and your brains a mess, and your thoughts are blessed with no real sense, what do you do, to relieve the tension from the smoke? You go out to the nearest park and find what seeds you can. You blink at all the cats you see, and save all that you know to believe 'cause darling when the ice is here you will truly learn to fear. Monsters will come out of animals, you grew up loving. Hunger will consume the minds of those, who just keep running. Man will eat man, women children spirit too. If you don't believe me, learn the word, Holodomor. The deer will then eat deer until the wolves take out their best. The ravens will begin their feast, the crows will eat the rest. The vultures of the mountains will pay tribute for a test of bones. Of humanity, insanity, the feast of all the ages, the longing for the songs, that always warned us to be careful. Cherish what we have. For we are but Atlantis. Unaware of the great tide, changing fast while they enchant us. Its destined in the written tomes, in bones, oh in the bones of old. But I will be the one, to guide the ones who will live on. As right as rain, of snow and pain a witch will see the day the slain return, to light. To do whats right. To stop the night. The frozen night. From taking light, and life away. 𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖌𝖊: The suns, on its way to see me, but I just can't come out. On its way to see to me, but it just won't come out. 𝕮𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖚𝖘: I cry. All-the-tiiime. They cannot smell the smoke, but I just choke while they all speak to me. Can, I. Oh can I.. Please try to heal what's left of all the times I thought I had enough. When a horse, was all I needed. When I woke to the songs of crows- Dancing while I felt the grass, like silk between my toes. Can, I. Oh can I, please Oh can I! 𝕺𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖔: Can turn it all around, please- Turn it all around before you burn it all away, please don't burn the light of day, away.. Turn it all around, please I beg you beg you please don't take our sacred world away.. As repentance for mistakes you made- Don't burn it to the ground, oh god! Don't burn it to the ground I beg! Just turn your life around.. Around, around.. Just drop the crown! Just drop it now! Just throw it stupid, on the ground! Just stomp it down, don't let us drown, just be the one to put us down! Down from the make believe, to be, the stewards of sanctity, of light! Don't listen to society, it's lies, don't be, what they want to be, it's over. You're going, to live. Don't you dare conform to a system that's dead..