Notes

#19 Roots to Sink Wings to Die

This is the story
Of the boy without a name
He grew up way too fast
With no parents to blame
Every night his mother
Would take a new escape
Leaving him and the others
To the cruel mercy of fate
Needless to say
Fate had little mercy
The children had to pay
For their mother's mistakes
Home is where the heart is
But he never found his heart
He searched for it everywhere
But they always had to part
From run down apartments
To alleys and streets
The children learned
To be quick on their feet
Every man for himself
In this cold selfish world
Where was God now?
Faith was just another word.
From the sight of his own door
being slammed into his face
Except he's not inside anymore
He isn't welcome in this place
After all he's a threat
To the peace of this home
So his father made sure
That the boy lived alone
Cops, locks and codes
Could not keep him in
Or out, for that matter
Although his father sure tried.
He kept coming back
Until he gave up and fled
From the armed men in black
Who were sent to imprison.
With his wings cut off,
He couldn't fly
And the flightless bird learned
To forget the sky.
But when he was planted
And his roots started to grow
He was ripped away and taken
To yet another place he didn't know
Just as he began to get attached,
He had to learn to let go
To cut off all connections
To forget, give up, and move on.
Finally the nameless boy
Stopped trying to fly
He grew tired of falling
As he cursed at the sky
He gave up on growing
His roots never grew
So he stopped trying and
Instead he pulled them through
And around his torn up heart,
Hoping to stop the bleeding.
But fate had it that he never
Got the chance to start healing.
Now he sits alone
Stares at the ceiling
Of a cold concrete room,
Empty of feeling
He tried to love
But it didn't work
The memories haunted him
In the shadows they lurk
At the edge of his mind
They hung around and leered
Reminding him, this is what happens
When you get attached, you hear?
He lived day by day
Still taunted by regrets
A past he couldn't erase
But every day tried to forget
The glass and his grinder
Became his new best friends