Thorns

The earth-child awakening

Returning waves of time

The blood that runs away from here

Unknown to the ones left behind

These thorns are all I can feel

Fragmented shards of a god

I leave a memory

Better left scattered

In another life

Alongside the harbinger

An ever-present wound

Spills words that flow tomorrow

A message written in blood

It appeared as a ghost

A whisper out of time

Can't walk away from atonement

Was it worth it all

And can we ever find our way back home