Don't feel like writing new shit for preseason. Hope that's fine.






I left this town..... to start a new life. To make it big........

Each footsteps an eternity as I inch closer towards my hometown,
This dead weight I'm dragging grows as I tromp over known ground,
An overgrown dirt trail I travel brings flashbacks of my young days,
When we shrouded ourself with pine trees to contain the sun rays,
But not tonight... The moon is covered and the thunder is deep,
No crickets singing. Only pools of rubble cracking under my feet,
Everythings so unfamiliar. I catch quick glimpses of town ruins,
But this deep fog is a mystery as my silhouette plows through it,
I walk across these burnt bridges. The water under at a stand still,
My childhood memories distorting and transforming into a landfill,
Entering the town limits the moon illuminates and acts as street lamps,
Reflecting off of the thousands of raindrops that left the trees damp,
Turning onto a graveled road littered with these forgotten memories,
Wondering for a fraction of a second if my footprints remember me,
Regaining my focus ahead. I continue and the roads getting colder,
Suddenly I feel a devilish stare boiling holes into my shoulders,
I shake off the glare cause this village is littered with lost souls,
Who's purpose serves to clarify all that glitters is not gold,
But I tread my path lightly, won't react to these actions,
I left this place to define myself and I didn't look back once,
Approaching an old rugged cabin. Covered in some dead vines,
Tearing away the weeds and leaves that blanketed the address sign,
Glancing once at the home. Turning my back and eyes with quick stride,
Walking away expressionless on the outside. But die on the inside,
Stop and wet my face in a puddle, wondering what I'm becoming.
Wait for water to settle to see my reflection. It does... I see nothing.

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