Caerdroia Poem by Derek Kuborn

It's easy to get lost when your mind is a fortress
And you pray for some doves but only find hornets.
I've spoken of hope for all my desires,
And now I'm spitting them up in the face of the liars.
The walls are now melting like wax all around me.
And the ceilings are frowning to the people that doubt me.
But I'll feel like I'm nothing if I am forgotten.
And my history decays like our brethren that rotten.
I'm unsure of the meaning of a woman in satin
Or the boy with balloons who only speaks Latin.
But yet I'm floating with all my ambition
As you swallow your throat for your lack of volition.
All of this misfortune will devour my mind.
I'll forget I exist and the trenches of time.
I can't be complete while I'm breathing this air,
And my lungs will envy in a debt that we share.
I'm escaping to castles where I can live longer
While all I can do is hope to be altered.
And pray to your gods that I will not falter.
And wait for someone to make my land hers.