Forests

Beast of the forest
Coward hid under the trees
Fate has it coming
For strangers so careless to be
In the palms of a famine
And imploding in sparks
In every failing a right
To cower in nights
And drown in them under relief
For all that it pains you
You sure count me out
Moving past the ballroom
A sea of lights I turned around
From the past ones I knew
Their faces blurring out
Another while again
To wait in there
For arrivals haven't even left
For the fall out with the strain
Here they laugh when you lay to die
You gave your whole life to fill a room
You gave your heart and fire
And what's become of you?
Years crawling by, straining by
Your youth
This aged heart of mine
Still in line for you