"Blades of Grass" by Kyler, 17 | May 2020

I’ve seen these blades of grass.
That burst up around you like swords from the ground.
Trapping you and leaching the hope from your bones.
Everything leading up to this moment burns like a hot iron.
A hot Iron in the back of your mind.
A hot iron begging you to confront the issue.

I know what it’s like.

I’ve seen these cold steel bars.
That close you off from the rest of the world.
Taking your freedom and stealing the love from your heart.
Everything leading up to this moment stabs like a sharp dagger.
A sharp dagger right through your conscious heart.
A sharp dagger begging you to right your wrongs.

I know what it’s like.

I’ve seen these red-hot flames that consume everything in their path.
Burning you and taking that which you worked so hard for.
Everything leading up to this moment hits like a strong hammer.
A strong hammer challenging your will like a leather-backed shield.
A strong hammer begging you to give up.

I know what it’s like.

Now you know what it's like and we can relate.
Now let me tell you these cold steel bars don’t move.
Like blades of grass or flames in the wind
they may only sway and flicker.
We put ourselves in this prison.
Now come with me as I find my way out.
Lest the flames would consume you.