Keep your past
under your feet...
Agonizing situation,
swaying on an edge...
Archer casts aspersions at the sun
crying light blinded aim...
Attacked at night on the minds battlefield,
by interrogating thoughts and abundant feelings...
Frigid fall morning
arms wrap warmly around me...
Dream
pleasant, vivid...
I'm on this train again,
moving forward with no stopping...
Ive no where to go
No school to go...
Slip into rebirth
Wings of evolution...
I am a modern sonnet,
penned by a modern punk...
If I could sleep for
eternity, I would without...
End this game and stop the dispute,
There should be silence now, that means your words...