Too violent for me
Bloodshed, jealousy, and confusion cast long shadows on landscapes
filled with hateful eyes and empty vases
You turn to one side
I push such thoughts from my mind
I reject them. They have no place here
They are on distant lands and I am on an island.
They crash upon the shore but I am on a snowy peak.
They scale the mountainside but I am soaring far above.
You turn another side.
I am far above it all.
I am the master of my domain.
I am the master of THIS domain.
They cannot harm me.
You turn another side
I descend upon them.
They will die for this.
They will suffer
I will be victorious and stand on their corpses.
And I will weep.
You turn another side.
I have created this world.
I am another set of angry eyes.
I am another empty vase.
When did I become the bad guy?
You turn another side.
I will sit on the bleachers.
I will take the backseat.
I will do as I'm told and wait my turn.
Something will come of this.
You turn. Slowly. Rocking back and forth. Easing, slowly, to a stop.
We collide together. But you are unfaltering. The bedrock to my ocean
of remorse. You are the time and place I have been searching for.
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