Twisting Thorns

Posted on Jun 22, 2014


Man on Bench by

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He sits speaking, unheard
by those that ask questions
By those that dig deep
to unearth his long buried past

Things that twist and turn
writhing around his soul
Crushing his heart
thorns cutting deep

He keeps things back
as no-one listens
Instead turning things around
to the reality of it all

They turn on him, not
understanding his dream
Tearing it apart, ripping
it into pieces

For it’s them they really
want to talk about
Their own insecurities
and desires

So he travels alone
on his journey
On unknown paths with
no direction but forwards

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