Into the fires racing
Failure he`s now facing
So no looking back
The poet took the dive
Searing is the pain
A reminder he`s alive
No thoughts to retract
Falling like the rain
Once again pursuing the dreams
Anguish envelops the soul
Sleepless nights took their toll
In silence he violently screams
Chanting “Fuck the fear
Let my death draw near”
Releasing all he holds dear
Through the waves of tormenting flame
His body he will readily choose to maim
Tumbling flesh torn against each cliff
Each new wound creating a glyph
Every painful and bloody rune
Is joyfully inscribed and hewn
Exposed bone tempered into steel
In each new jagged collision
His flesh ruptures and starts to peel
Blood runs, blinding vision
Spiraling through the fiery sky
Like a comet he did fly
The angels silently gazed
As he fell through the blaze
The demons wickedly laughed
As he tumbled down the shaft
The poet thought-
If two are against you
Do they remain two?
In that moment he was born anew
And lost to all that he once knew
Composed By: Andrew Drucker
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