Black Leather Boots: Part 1

Black leather boots
Leave their mark on the forest floor,
Crushing every little thing in their path;

A path to nowhere...

They lead a man,
A rejected pessimist,
A man who once was whole,
Until the frost took a bite of his heart.

The violent rattle of his chains
Scare away all but the raven.
The raven stands still,
Peering into his blood-crystal eyes.

Pale, inky arms
Sway back and forth as he sprints,
Trying to escape the monster.

The monster within...


His body slows,
Willow branches wipe away the murky tears,
And he yeilds to the sunlight

His shadow is the enemy..



He takes one....

Small... 

Step..

Out of the shade and into the sun.
It mocks him, 
As a skeletal figure appears upon the ground.

He cowers back,
Into the darkness...

Shame has imprisoned him.