the torchlight is far beyond my reach clenching my jaw for mere crippling words clarity is for the unfortunate for those whose eyes melt ice
the deer locks its gaze onto mine humanising the brown ruins beside me am i fearful or divine if it only were my eyes whose death gave life to that flame
is loving the enemy treason if the patriot and traitor is one too many keys to too many doors but its dark the torchlight is far beyond my reach
throwing out structure for some raw emotions perhaps