after Drag Path by twenty one pilots
I have walked this Earth for so long the years melt together time has been dragged out of me I dig my heels in
desperate to leave evidence I was here all along ordinary time be damned I dig my heels in
I left a light in your backyard a hint of a trace and you looked up - can you find me digging my heels in?
an angel avenging, glaring, demanding I look down at what I have left behind I dig my heels in
forgetting the path I have made you call my name and I follow through the dogged years digging my heels in
time won't stop refuses to slow I trace back my lost years scared of being forgotten I dig my heels in
you found me clinging to my past white-knuckled evidence to remind myself of who I was before you
you always loved a mystery and I was enigma- incarnate – dragging the corpse of my history
you don't ask and I will not tell so we dance blustering around a subject no one wants to uncover
but you found me – uncaring, wild you saved me I saved you we were inevitable you dug your heels in
can't you see the path we are on? evidence left behind of a history we share digging its heels in
I found you lost at the altar angel-bright looking up I was never your saviour but you still find me
digging my heels in – I watch you you see me the years melt and I follow the path home leading back to you
you left a light in your backyard a drag path evidence we find each other again – dogged years be damned
- ylm
Prompt: ordinary time - @nosebleedclub // white knuckles - lylaswords (#promptsbylyla) on ig
inspired by (but not written about) this reel by yamamai_2 on ig about an immortal being visiting a museum and recognising their loved ones in each exhibit
