Epiphany [duo] | √

Windmills

After escaping my prison

I left through an open door

And while stepping along the dewy grass

I pondered what living is for

The cringes of agony swept me

As I made my way to the moon

It sat on the top of a hill I approached

In the light of it I was consumed

I saw in the distance a figure

As it loomed to cover the light

I realized it was you there

Like a windmill in the night

With relief I fell to my knees

And let you carry my crumpled bones

You swayed like the wings of the windmill

As the moonlight overhead shone

The ground beneath us broke away

And fissures made cracks in the mud

You fell into the deep and foreboding hole

And with your last breath whispering, "Run"