Between an Antidote & a Dreary Phase

Stories Told

I gave up,

When you let everything go.

I said enough,

Protect what's left of disintegrating soul.

I prayed love,

Don't leave me here crippled in this hole.

I became rust,

Rattling the cage... towering shade of the suns glow.

I wailed unjust,

Battling just why an authentic heart was impossible to hold.

I grip star-dust,

Dreaming knights weren't of stories told.

I wished above,

Night after day... he'd come place the part that has been slowed.