The Journey

Journey down the road.
This dry dirt road goes to infinity.
Fear overwhelms my soul.
Sweet nature once in bloom.
Now hangs brown & lifeless.
Corpse nailed to trees
Cold, hard, & pail.
They tried to fight for their dreams.
Scarlet blood drips down their soul.
Down, down, the road I go.
Geese-protectors of the castle- fly.
They fly with anger in their heart.
Swore to protect what is real.
Once true believers, now in denial.
I cling to my bloody knife,
Ready to fight for my ambition.
Here I come world.