Survivor

I walk with my thoughts along the line of trees
I’m driven by your spirits beyond every reason
I heed the action to make you as my destination
I’m in need of my shadow, I’m on my knees
I chop my skin to smell my blood for my beliefs
I’m sinned, without accepting you as my Divine!
I moan enough to lighten my heart and I sustain
I’m on the wrong way, and I get healed by leaves
I start to try and try, without spinning my wheels
I’m blessed to have your life for me, I’m unbeaten
I depart from my hazy life to the serene heaven
I’m an aesthete faithfully veiled by your beauties
I disguise never in front of my beloved bee’s knees
I’m the survivor until my thoughts are your creeds