Messengers - Textures

Here I wander aimlessly

Divided like a restless sea

I remember messengers

Sifting through the boiling sand

Looking for a shaken hand

Wading through the mire

But never find what they desire

Hear my voice calling

A butterfly caught

Invisible wall

Keep away from light

I’m speechless

I’m fearless

I keep myself from running low on air

I’m a passenger

I am just passing by

Walk with me

I’m a passenger

I’m not supposed to be here

Roads in one direction

All lead to where I’ll be

Here I wonder endlessly

A story told uneasily

I remember messengers

Smell the scent of every season

How dark they might be

This old monster has its reasons

I am finally free

Stay with me now

See what you have done, creator

There’s no great escape

Still hunger — I’m forsaken

I turn to the messengers