Sean Rodgers

As to summit a mired peak Then descend on heavy thoughts Set leg upon fabled shore For somber retreat towards home Land a beast so many scorn To bleed all life blood out What time is spent in vain attempt As reckless woes turn to vice Heroes fall on self-named blade For false gods named re-miss Ends meet in destined tides When love lost, twice tossed aside We all stumble a fractured fate Chasing shadowed grips dire slips Until, in light, we feel the truth And...