"You Look Familiar!"

“To wander and wander, where are we going?

And wander and wander, it’s getting dark now and the wind is still blowing…

How do we look for someone who can’t be found?

Who took them from us, who’s cornered us out of familiar grounds?

What do you mean, what am I supposed to think

I can’t tell why I feel my feet still sink, I don’t get it, how does it link

My eyes look hallow in your orange goggles

Barely beyond them, I see the shadows of your uncertainty

How does anything about this seem easy, do-able or even possible? You know you’re not unstoppable… right?

Over and over, faced again with strife, over and over you snuff out that light

Those twin axe heads, you hold so well, do they serve a foe or friend?

The shadows grow longer with every passing moment, time and time again I catch myself staring back to the trees

Thinking, hoping, dreaming that even for a second, that my eyes aren’t tricking me with desperate memories

You said you can find your way in these woods, the woods I’ve heard hold the secret to making all paths disappear and be misunderstood

Walking walking, all alone, walking walking, to you I say I miss my home

You say to me through muffled breaths, put on a brave face and I haven’t seen it all yet

Your laugh is overlapped by the clattering in the air, I feel myself freeze and fear, maybe it’s a greater threat

I choose my silence as my answer, I don’t want to admit my mind rattles like a disorganized dancer

Trudging and hiking, my fear ever climbing

Fight and fight, your fervor ever shining

Why do you wear the sunset goggles? It’s it to protect your eyes from the unrelenting tomorrows?

I feel almost lucky to be in the company of such a force to be reckoned with, but I’m far more scared of when this battle will shift

Do you think the same about me but just the opposite, you could be waiting in ready, waiting for the tables to be flipped

Staring into the inky darkness surrounding our wake, who was the faceless and why did we quake?

I didn’t see him for long and everything compelled me to run, over and over, until I caught you stunned

Maybe I should say something, there’s no better time

After all, times like this aren’t times to rhyme or get caught in your head, or all you’ll do is die

I close my eyes and try to remember the lullaby far from me now

I clench my staff tight, your shadow arched behind my brow

My eyes fixate on the path of the sound, cruching of leaves and snapping and rattling of the leaves on the ground

Fizzing crackles follow our wake, I repeat to myself the promise to stay safe, to do what I can for my own sake

The fight to stay alive never wavers, our snaking path through the woods does us no favors

Where do we go, what can we do, alone in the woods with just us too

I will return and I will not faulter, I will make it back no matter what

Your energy burns bright like a fire, but you continue with a brave face

I can't help but wonder if we had ever been in the same place?

Alone in the forest with nowhere to go, Alone in the world where anything at all can be your foe

Maybe it's too personal, or too soon to say, but whatever it is you're more than ready to stand in it's way

We keep the danger just shy of our bay

Fire doesn't come out of nowwhere and there's always a good reason, sometimes it comes into the world like a season

Fire can do all sorts of things, it keeps us warm and makes your eyes sting

Now we sit waiting for the worst of this night to pass, how are we meant to make our cinders last?

You ask why I don't like fire, how I'm not thrilled at the highs of the pyres

I try to explain that it hurts my eyes, I can only hope it's a jest when you accuse me of lies

You ask me about my staff, why I hold it so so close

I can feel the pulse of tears welling all the way from my heart, I don't know where or how to start, but I chose not to tell you quite why

All I whisper as the fire snaps is that I reminds me of the place that I wish I could go back

I add that it makes me feel safe, I withhold now it doesn't make me feel so alone

You might want to ask me what place I am from, my heart and mind race like it's a desperate run

The kind of run you make for your life, the kind of running to escape from strife, thousands of beats of footsteps and fears, away from a place stained with tears

I slowly tell you that I'd rather not say, the secrets I hold keep my fears at bay for a little longer, a desperate hope I can be stronger

You nod my way as you stare into the flames, I didn't expect for you to say the same

If fire can be struck from a match or a lighting strike, maybe just maybe it can help by giving us light

I'm scared to ask what you look like beyond your goggles and mask, maybe you're scared to ask why my eyes shimmer like glass

Maybe there's a way to make good with the light, to feel the warmth of fire beyond the numb, it might be nice and it could be fun

I try to think in rhyme sometimes instead of dwelling in my fears ahead...

Maybe there could be a day where I call you a friend “

today F came to me in a panic! he said that powering my portal design would require a Temporal Displacement Hyperdrive, and that by his calculations humanity wouldn't be able to invent one of those for another thousand years!

REALLY QUICK!