Caged Raven

One so hurt by many fouls  
One so hurt by all the decals  
Covering your eyes so none can see  
All that he has given to be  
 
Yours truly  
 
Blinded by the past recollection  
All that's sought in your mind's perfection  
Dwindling down through parallel streams  
More like tangled and mangled weeds  
 
Blinds closed shut to her corruption  
All that is left is his intuition  
Making him hate the very thing you are  
Leaving him with your permanent scar  
But in truth he'll find his ultimate bind  
And feel what is right in his own mind  
 
He'll place his confrontations with seeds to become plants  
And wrap his veins' around your contorted dance  
He'll bring his own fears to the soldiers  
And let them take the fight above his shoulders  
You'll make him cry and make him fight  
For his humanity and all of his might  
 
Once an open gallery  
And now--the finale  
With all that was brought has been laid to waste  
And now all that has become is now his new pace  
 
Of vengeance, of closure, and of solitude  
That of which is brought through her lying soul  
Now, that of which has laid the path for you  
 
Self-righteous shall she never be  
Demeaning that she'll always be  
He'll never find that symbol yet again  
As it strides out as he begins  
The sad signs of solitude  
The new possibilities will be of multitude  
 
All that's left is continuing on  
Time for you to write your own song  
Only on choice left  
 
It's yours truly






When family bleeds we all bare the heartache.