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Fueled By Famine
My brain rumbles like thunder
Walking in the aftermath
the winds will tear me asunder
slaughtering the fatted calf
for a feast I'll never have.
Hunger pains setting in
bread and nectar wont fill my heart
water slaughing off my skin
holding my possessions in a broken cart
losing hope from the very start
the ground is cold and hard to touch
welcome sleep will never come
trying to forget my past too much
the current wars all strike me dumb
sticking out a leprous thumb
to meet the kindest of the horde
that decend upon my fathers halls
with glinting metal bloody swords
blackening my bedroom walls
with lightening beckoned from swirling squalls
I ask for nothing yet I want it all
to be a king for just a day
ignoring Gods gentle call
to my family's dismay
in darkness I'll forever stay
my stomach twists at the sight of you
the one I think that I love
I still have the picture that you drew
colors touched by angels above
wanting more than a simple hug.
