The Forest for the Trees

This race is not yet run, but the maze will go
On and on until the lun contorts to blazing sun
This battle can't be won, but the war will go
On and on until the one concedes to wanton void

This path is yet un-roamed, but the road will go
On and on until we've fallen over our own gravestone
The seeds have grown new trees, but I see
What is yet to be and once has been

It all will cease
Will drift into dreams
Amalgamated nullity
Where all of time and space just freeze
Where nothing will breathe
Where life is mere fallacy
Where I can finally be at ease

The world is caving on its axis
Hell has always had access to our plane of existence
Pessimists ascend in excess
Heaven hath no fury like a hangman bored
Seven sins adorned and all afforded
Was the force of a folklore

The detriment of belief
And the benefit of the doubt
Dictate that hate will make happy
And love will leave you without
It seems the best laid plans of fools have traced this maze to a map
But the fact is that knowing your way still
Don't make the racer less of a rat

Ideations obscene paint a scene
Once imbued with greens and pleasantries
Now red with stains of should-have-beens
I see colours unseen; destinies
Of the me's that walked less carefully
The silent pleas

Please don't think me diseased
But time is my enemy
And I can't spend it on my knees
Just praying for peace
I see it ahead of me
I'm burning the forest for the trees

The world's torn at the seams, and I see
(I'm begging you, please, don't make me make guarantees)
Where the chasm leads and just what means will (I know I can't)
Make me force those screams (confidently sign)
Time is not on my side, so I slide
(We're victims of time, but I'm somehow more scared of mine)
Slowly down and down until I want to (I want to)
Run and hide (run and hide)

My branches are tied
With rope made in cyanide
And I'm not sure how long my pride
Can keep me alive
The flames keep on beckoning
But I won't let this forest burn for me