You were once a point not much bigger then the reason that you chose to give up the oath;
not to step it up and watch the world up close from the safety of your home.
That's how the threads got twisted up; and all those pictures got thrown across the room in to a place, you never thought would be your tomb.
it missed you;
and determined not to let you fail spawned up colonies and filled them with the commodities,
that a person could need
that a person could need to write your odyssey.
T h e n
time did the unthinkable;
and unwind itself!
Broke all promises,
Broke all promises, forgave transgressions,
Broke all promises, forgave transgressions, and returned the skin
Broke all promises, forgave transgressions, and returned the skin back to the bones
Broke all promises, forgave transgressions, and returned the skin back to the bones of those we used to hold;
as the titans of the underworld.
Still, you took to Prozac and allowed depression to be symbol and proof that to your question,
no answer could elude.
Now all that's left is this maniac
A jack of all trades with a taste for revenge,
scrambling to the top through flashbacks and prophecies,
to reach the center
just for a chance
to M e e t
to M e e t y o u
y o u