Onward to the ending
All that one can do
Forget all that we have learned
All things are eventually through
Forgive the solemn ones their misdeeds
Quiet and solemn
Those poor and unfulfilled souls
To walk that way, something one may not understand
Breathing, alive, but hollowed from within
Forgive the solemn ones their approach to this world
For they know not the things held by such precious few
They've only known how to respond to things you fear
Walking along this lonely road where they've lost faith
Waiting for their final page to turn on the past
Forgive them, for they know not how else to be
In a world of togetherness, they are the ones to watch from afar
Their subtle grumbling as they ache from the soul to the flesh
Far too many things they have encountered had to have gone wrong
Yet they quietly push on, only knowing how to proceed forward
Forgive them, for their minds dwell in a bygone time
They are the already gone with nothing left in front of them to fear
Long past are the days they clearly remembered the peace you may know
Inner voices tell them only the instinct of what is well known
Get up, keep going, and make it rare your feelings be shown
Forgive them for listening to the demons, for you're too blind to see them
Deep into the heart of their darkest hours
In the place where the heart of man erodes
They found what none other could in their worst
For that place where even the brightest joy sours
That is where they were forced to find home; forgive them for it's not their folly
Some were dragged into the bowels of insidiousness's dark place
Never to be truly rescued, they were always one foot in the abyss
Surrounded by the darkness of the rest of the world so vile
They stepped knowingly onto that horrid field and tried not to miss
But for their efforts, they carried the unforgivable within; thus, it's up to thee
Forgive them, for they shall not ask
Not even as it burns away their humanity
For it was all in the moments they were needed to make those dreaded calls
When to all others, it would have cost their sanity
Forgive them, for they may not themselves
About the Creator
Jason Morton
From fiction to reality there’s tons to share about this crazy life. From being a single father, an officer, and having had many insane adventures while I learned about the world, my imagination runs wild with ideas.
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