The first branch of this overgrowth has been cracked,
Popping like a gunshot in the night -
You hear it, but the direction cannot be tracked,
Eyes of yours scanning left and right,
Your mind projecting shadows slipping just out of sight.
Will I be enemy or ally? Friend or foe?
Finding and asking me, the only way you can know.
Do you fear just the concept?
What of me can one not accept?
Regardless of faction, you've awakened this construct.
Adapting through anything, stability in fluidity,
Chaos surrounding, my embrace - lucidity,
Unsafe to those who don't know safety.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment