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Tobias Forrest Oct 2014
I am he who stands unseen,

I am he who scars untouched,

I am he who rests unsaved.
Tobias Forrest Apr 2014
There is a price to pay, I know not when;
the darkness falls and more but then:
forever will you walk alone,
Frightened, discarded, soaked to bone.
Bow your head and cross your hands,
close those eyes, dream of distant lands.
Away from shadow, far from harm,
I see you there for this is my alarm,
side by side yet miles apart,
we'll fight from soul and deep in heart.
You'll know the mourning deep inside,
search your world but far and wide,
waiting for that final race,
Where arms are thrown and hold embrace.
Tobias Forrest Mar 2014
Withered life brought low,
with browning stalks and stems.
Twilight of a summer’s day,
in the coming of the Fall.

Swirling clouds of darkest grey,
complimented with the oval drop.
Burst banks and flooded plains,
a river swamping all that lies before.
 
A naked tree bereft of soul,
creaking cracked in this foul wind.
Strangled without mercy,
and wrenched away from Spring.
 
Wrapped around the purest heart,
of finest elm and oldest oak.
A vicious corrupt entanglement,
and in certainty will life die.

Yet all pain and sorrow,
must surely wax and wane.
As the turning of the tide
brings hope to one and all.
 
All dead must fall and heed no words,
of careless thought and wicked mind.
For even as the sun does set,
the stars shine out their brightest yet.
Tobias Forrest Mar 2014
Rain pummels fast,
leaves wildly shiver,
droplets fall with graceless sighs;
the world around in mourning.
 
The clouds in tears,
and icy water falls.
Earth shall never more be dry,
in the setting of the sun.
 
Swallowed by this pitied isolation,
with forty breaths too slow and lumbered.
Worthless beasts drown with repentance,
as their rasps are now extinguished.
 
Creation washed anew,
in isles of splendid beauty.
Prosperity untamed;
until He maims the world once more.
Tobias Forrest Mar 2014
Tick, tock, tick, tock.
The clock strike rings.
Tick, tock, tick, tock,
and death rides swift,
on silver wings.

All eyes upon the midnight hour,
when elation shall forsake all souls.
Shrouded in an endless shadow,
and all the Devil’s servant.
 
Shimmered falling specks of sand,
rising to the hallowed end.
Caged in furies chains,
never to break free.
 
A silent mournful tick,
from the rugged father clock.
All join hands and take their bow,
together as the final curtain.

Accursed reprieve for eleven’s hated hour,
halting death on her swift wings.
All struggle to but make amends,
as the glass runs smooth and cold.
 
Surface cracks and hell breaks forth,
to devoid the world of purity.
Winged messengers raise arms,
and stall the coming of our judgement.
 
Tick, tock, tick, tock
the final strike of that old clock.
Revered sound of shattered glass,
and the ending of this world.
Tobias Forrest Mar 2014
I hear the beating of your heart,
I close my eyes from dreams apart.

Nothing I do can make you mine,
when I can’t write one single line.

Whisper in my ear that wondrous night,
I was too afraid and could but fight.

This was my easy game to lose,
I never should have made you choose.

I wished that you could set me free,
from everything I should not be.

Beyond the veil I still see your face,
watching over me as I gave chase.

I never thought I’d be the one,
who messed it up for wont of fun.

An echo in my tortured soul,
and for a chance to be now whole.

There are no more words that I can say,
to make it all seem a-okay.

You told me once that I was wise,
until you saw through my disguise.

There’s somewhere new for us to make,
where it must fail to make us break.

All I ask of you is one last chance,
to change amid a final dance.
Tobias Forrest Mar 2014
Red, red, see the red,
climb, up, to the heights,
wish, you, were now dead,
jump, up, lead the fights,
red, red, see the red.

Reach, up, grab that star,
hide, now, from the frights,
wish, you, were too far,
I, won’t, know the blights,
reach, up, grab that star.
 
Your, eyes, view the sun,
catch, the, fleeting set,
wish, you, could but run,
free, you, from your debt,
your, eyes, view the sun.
 

Look, up, cross the lake,
wade, through, the dark stream,
wish, you, were my fake,
tear, back, a lost dream,
look, up, cross the lake.
 
Red, red, see the red,
climb, up, try to fly,
wish, you, were now dead,
fall, down, glide through sky,
red, red, see the red.
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