Poetry

Reach deep,
but don't you forget the way,
Take risks 
to find what it is you crave,
If you want to know purpose

How do you think you'll make it up?
Crossing paths with ghosts you know
Step light or the past will loop
That's the way the spiral goes.

The vines claim another realm,But the recoil doesn't seem 
as real to you
It'll bind your mind so tight
Your soul will devour, making 
a meal of you

You wanted to reflect more 
But you should have known better,
Delve too deep and you'll regret
knowing, now, you're the debtor

How d'you think you'll make it up?
Crossing paths with ghosts you know
Step lightly lest the past loops
That's the way the spiral goes.

The undergrowth seeps, and the
path has now disappeared.
Just don't lose your bearings here
The Garden Eternal
       This much I feared.

The Garden Eternal.
       This much I feared.
The gates were locked years ago
The way back home overgrown,
you'll never get back like that.