Mocking Birds

past me’s a wildfire,

burns in my veins,

Warms my ribs like a hymn,

but it knows all my names.

ALL MY NAMES...

Then the embers

turn traitor—cold as a grave,

Leaves me chokin’ on smoke from the ghosts that I saved…"

I saved...

saved.

Try to run? Nah,

the chain’s made of light,

Ethereal bounding,

locked for life.

Every link’s a memory,

every clank’s a scream, SCREAM !

Howl at the moon,

but the past’s IN MY DREAMS…

In my dreams...

They say time heals,

but my scars on my body say,

IT'S JUST CEASE THE PAIN !,

cease the pain...

Each one a mark in a life,

FULL OF FLAWS !.

You want escape?

Man, we are the damn cage,

I’m the bars and the bird,

mocking the mocking birds for not knowing my next sayin...

saying...

No escape from us—

we, WE, the flame AND the stone,

THE HOWL AND THE SILENCE

when the light’s overthrown.

BOUND BY THE CHAIN,

but I forge the damn thing,

SO PAST ME?

You just fuel for the fire I’m stokin’.