The dawn is fast approaching,
and i
wake up alone again.
I do not know how or when this will end
the agony
of nightmares in my bed
I am stuck in silence, broken down
beating on the horses, who have no sound
the agony of silence, a land gone wrong
the thestrals of time that take away this song
I wish I could know
all the things I do right
as I battle the foes
day in at daylight
they wake to rise me
they rise to shake me
and I, alone, fight back
wielding a dagger of light
in the darkness and then
the shadows must turn
as in light I do wend
through the passages
of time
to whisk away sad
Smouldering ruins bespoke
of a life once well had
by Vanessa Michelle