Small Devastation Poem by Drake Kinkaid

Too high to keep on the rise
You think your moving forward but really your walking a circled path
So now you question the things you thought you could have
Eyes tired of the dark and unclear surrounding
Where did the rivers run off to?
They were just up ahead
Without the water I'll
leave without anything said
And after some time the river was found
But with no luck on your side the river was drowned
Your face now emotionless, left with only a frown
With no will for walking
You give up and find a place to lay down


I wonder how you got lost in that part of the world?
I was walking off the boarder and I saw you just over my shoulder
Lifeless lying face down
I steped in and picked you up
Carried you out and around
From far in the hills all the way back into town
I must have gotten lost in your vessel
Such an indistinct shade about that abyss
Now I see why you've gave up without the last kiss
Nothing really left for me to say
Other than when you wake up I won't be around
But you'll be the same
Because the memory will never be found


Rise to a fall
Someone will come and recover you all