Mattrick
09-17-2011, 11:51 PM
Beneath me lay the bones of a million men
A billion miles of forgotten skin.
In the blink of an eye
I, will become one of them,
A million blinks, a million lives;
A thousand wars and a thousand tides.
A tendril of memories begot from quills,
Shackle me to graves of a million nameless men.
When the vessel in which they are fraught
Sinks in a an opaque, monolithic wake,
Would they rise or be consumed by the lake?
After all these roads and my epitaph erodes,
Will my steps be scored upon my bones?
A billion miles of forgotten skin.
In the blink of an eye
I, will become one of them,
A million blinks, a million lives;
A thousand wars and a thousand tides.
A tendril of memories begot from quills,
Shackle me to graves of a million nameless men.
When the vessel in which they are fraught
Sinks in a an opaque, monolithic wake,
Would they rise or be consumed by the lake?
After all these roads and my epitaph erodes,
Will my steps be scored upon my bones?