fort.

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the winter is coming
you and i were awake
we both came from war
for this old town sake

to win the throne
between fire and ice
unleash the sword
against those nasty cries

we both have the blood
to rule the kingdom
but here's this dark king
we never saw the sun

so i hide in the front door
you were aiming the woods
and then i saw a moment
where my life was good

we should die at the end
a promise in the oak
but i just felt regret
and the chain was broke

i said while grinning,
'if this is my life's worth',
but baby i keep thinking
i can't longer hold the fort.




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it's kind more of like... a breakup. but when i wrote this one, it's not a breakup. it's just giving up on something that you've worked hard for all of your life. i know it's hard, when people say 'give up', but when things are not healthy anymore, and it affects your mental health the most, let go. and let the fort fall. sometimes you just have to let it go of what's pulling you down even if it means so much.

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