Belongings

Is a long road of discovery,
long far from recovery,
tasteless memories is more his  territory,

Cynical whispers, uncomfortable thoughts,
follow assurance from others like they fought!
never is the land, that ends with war, full of regrets
like it was never meant to go that far,

King of sword you fight for truce,
too tight of a squeeze, soul of stone may get loose,
find that woos, doesn't mean to take a snooze,
carefully move, like is the last strawless you chose,

Fight fair, not with fear, Fight clean with mind clear,
roughed motion gets caught in notion,
no conclusion meaning no solution,
i speak thoughts yes very finical,

I stalk insubmissive, don't tear this is what you have wish for,
importance given to those that kneel, is such an uncomfortable field,
belongings, belongings yes my king is all in its perfoming,
before the war, there was this initiator, long far he spoke about those
that wear metal, but i had died that day when surprisely you wasn't there......