Ensnared

“Fear me!” I say as I stare into his eyes.
Feeling is lost and I’m numb to his piercing cries.
I want to sew together the memories he ripped and frayed.
Pulling the string of his woven guilt, I show him the way,
And then I awake in tears the years can’t shake.

Oh, his shadow haunts my dreams, and her face lurks in my thoughts.
He plucked her from the earth as a rabbit steals the farmer’s crop.
And then that rabbit ran, and then that rodent hid,
But no matter how hard I try my mind could never be rid of him.

Ensnared, and scared he awaits his final call.
The hare will finish last when the gavel falls.
But this moment doesn't fill the hopes that I had perceived.
Death begets no warmth as I was led to believe.
Oh, is there any way to comfort my grief?
A chance to brighten the gray without pulling my sword from its sheath?
I forbid you to take this to the grave.
I forgive you regardless of your fate.

I’m sorry that all I knew was hate.