Avenge This!

It’s February and I’m praying for spring
I knew it wouldn’t be here but it’s what I need
So as the fields freeze over I’m left with the fear
That the world will pass me by
Is there a sign to steer clear?

I’m 24 and still afraid of my own shadow
I flirt with disaster and cause irreparable damages
I know I shouldn’t be too hard on myself—but it’s not my fault, it’s the way of the world
It’s just too hard and I’m too soft

Time is slipping away
And it’s gripping into me with a vengeance
I thought that I would change
But I don’t have the strength to avenge this

Snap back to the present moment, my body tense
As I wake from another dream
Where you are there, he is too
And I freeze with the fear of the age I am
And the state of the world in the age we live
And it hits me in the head, a concussion
That I would never do the things he did

Time is slipping away
And it’s gripping into me with a vengeance
I thought that I would change
But I don’t have the strength to avenge this

You’re looking at me—in disappointment or reverie?
I scream with a final breath
As I fall victim to time’s wrath

Bloody skin torn apart
You see these shears? A stake to the heart
I fall apart with wind-marked bones
And fertilize the soil of the stories I told

Time is slipping away
Time is slipping away
Time is slipping away
But only time will tell if I’m okay