THE DEAR HUNTER – A Sea Of Solid Earth

Alarming awe
rushed through my bones
compelling me to the unknown.

I took a step,
one step too far.
I felt no ground,
beneath my feet.
No familiar feeling
was leading me,
just hallow charm
pushing me along.

A final breath with tongue in cheek
crossed the sun with sullen speak.
Make no mistake, it weights on me.
The choice is made
echo and ring.

The walls are humming
with a soft suspicious song,
suggesting that I’ve been mistaken all along,
but the words become deformed
while the notes fall and distort.