Dragged Across a Forest Floor

Another era has come to an end

You'll return to where it began

Wandering at night on Ypres Rd.

To determine why you walk in the woods alone

A piece of out history I used to honour

They disrespected and disgraced

They took the ground upon which I walked

And rubbed it in my face

To me these woods are but a forest of metaphors

And nothing more

A path through the woods of my past

Where I was dragged across a forest floor

They breathe in the stagnant air

The poison sky shelters them from the sun

No exposure, nothing grows

No one ever wonders what lies beyond

So set in their old ways

They could only hope for change

Instead they flaunt their stubborn pride

Digging their own graves

To me these woods are but a forest of metaphors

And nothing more

A path through the woods of my past

Where I was dragged across a forest floor

I see the truth hidden between the trees

These tough woods are but delicate forest

Everyone for themselves in the hallowed name of unity

Finding comfort in their misery

They were doomed beyond the reach of help

Saved only by the unconditional love

Of hate for a place they couldn't live without

All that I hoped to change

Would not be reversed by words alone

It would require all of their efforts

The lack of which was already set in stone

At a time when I could take no more

I was dragged across a forest floor

Sticks and stones

The combined discomfort of hundreds of pains

Thorns and Needles

I pull them out of my skin

While walking home

Accept the fact that they've missed your point

Conceal your motives and all your thoughts

Keep your opinions to yourself

Give them exactly what they want

There's no hope for understanding

Our differences would not be solved

For my survival and my sanity

In time I learned to have tolerance for you all

Bite your tongue until it bleeds

Choke down the blood so no one sees

Fight the tears

Let them fall within

While you're here

Never let your weakness show

These woods are full of hope

These woods are where I walk alone

Even at times

When standing still

Strength and speed

Still lie dormant within

You will see me channel the pain

As blood leaves my core and fills my veins

These woods are but a forest of metaphors

And nothing more

The tall trees above

They are the ones that exist

The fallen leaves are those that have fallen to my feet

The trails of broken branches

These are the mistakes you make

The seeds are the ones to be that I push in the earth

With every step I take