Legacy of a Name

I'd fly away from my sorrow

How when im shackled by my own name

To quarrel is to make blood overflow

Turn back and care not who to blame

Oh the qualms i have to sooth

Out from the mouth of eager saps

For the night is full of lingering broth

Reaching unto the light that swallows

But amends have yet to be made

For the shackles that kept me in place

Is hindering me to a life of plaid

A shame I have no accomplise

To ward off such bed-ridden plague

From the apparatition of my failing life

For a world that is out of my league

Then strike through a bloody grief

An impression of how I am   

Accursed name briefly left chapped lips

From a woman with open palm

I shy away for it will always slip