Forests

Beast of the forest

Coward hid under the trees

Fate has it coming

For strangers so careless to be

In the palms of a famine

And imploding in sparks

In every failing a right

To cower in nights

And drown in them under relief

For all that it pains you

You sure count me out

Moving past the ballroom

A sea of lights I turned around

From the past ones I knew

Their faces blurring out

Another while again

To wait in there

For arrivals haven't even left

For the fall out with the strain

Here they laugh when you lay to die

You gave your whole life to fill a room

You gave your heart and fire

And what's become of you?

Years crawling by, straining by

Your youth

This aged heart of mine

Still in line for you