The seed

Sometimes it wins
I try to stop
the feelings coming
over the top
Keep it cool
I tell myself
not for me
but someone else
lies of gold
and old tales
slipping grips
my coolness fails
never aiming
to see the end
but always ending
as no ones friend
I'm loosing
the plan that held
The strongest bridge
and then I yelled
to pull it all
and bring her down
the miss the take
forget the crown
thoughts have trapped
my body deep
eyes have lied
and evil creeped

Is love still there?
beneath the ground
the soils dry
below's the sound

Memory hears
that's all I need
memories of
the tiny seed