My (S)word

Your war, not mine
i didn't seek so i don't care if i find
desperately waiting for the end
watching for souls ready to descend
bottomless pits, potholes of the unconscious mind
the dangers of double knotting the ties that bind
a descendent of a cancerous dream
nothing ever is what it seems
fighting for the right just to be free
righteously fighting for others to see
deny me what you will
my identity you cannot kill
try as you may, try as you like
i guess this is my way of making a preemptive strike
words are a weapon as you will soon learn
your reign is over its my turn........



my words- take the s off the back and put it in the front and you have a sword..words are a weapon!