Arrows

This time

Courageously I challenge your will

To aim arrows at your chest

For heaven's sake

Point them elsewhere instead

And watch your spine

They're as we speak

Sucking it bone dry

You poor, poor thing

You're vanishing

Leave these unfriendly pastures

Here's too much harm to cut yourself on

Seek warmer climes

And settle in a peaceful place

Forget about your former self

And when you've philosophised

For a while

Found a mantra to live by

Then return to these shores

Return

First things first

Take advice

I cannot force you

But I swear on my mother's grave

It's worth it

Leave these unfriendly pastures

Here's too much harm to cut yourself on

Seek warmer climes

And settle in a peaceful place

Forget about your former self

And when you've philosophised

For a while

Found a mantra to live by

Then return

To these shores

And put straight

The things that make you shy away

Return to these shores

Honest and headstrong

Cause fancy disguises deceive no one

But yourself