The Forfeit

To places unknown
Wandering in the night
Through a forest overgrown
Tucked in out of sight

Not wanting to go
Cannot resist the call
To a world where all will show
Ready for the fall

Do I hear you calling
Or is it all in my mind?
Do I risk the temptation
Of what I might find?
If the future is written
On the wings of a dove
Is this what will happen
With the forfeit of love?

Down roads forged in fire
A world intoxicated
Answers will not retire
They’re merely sedated

The path most travelled
Is the road to what was lost
In memories unraveled
Not counting the cost

Can it be forgotten
Or is it now carved in stone?
These lessons of the hour
To which all is known
Soon I will fly away
On the wings of a dove
As all is forgotten
For the forfeit of love


Copyright © 2016 Mr. Flying Pig

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s