Walking Away

Shadows from the destiny
That once followed
My restless thought process.
Obsessed with the desire
Of flesh right next
To every step taken.
Shaken from the lure of
The forgotten tedious
Measures taken to
Recover from pleasures
Of the past.
Wrap the hour glass
Of time with traps
From nightmares of the mind.
Find you, blindfold me
As tacks align the baron floor.

Lure me towards pain
That you consider
Fun and games.
Maintain sanity as
Blood rains on the tile border.
Order me forward
As the blind fold is lifted.
Twisted, insane is you again
For thinking I would look
That way as I say
Shadows of the destiny
That once was have finally vanished.
As I manage to grip reality
Casually walking away
From you
Once again...