Alone I stand, a broken mess..
Bound to this stone cold wall.
It burns my skin like liquid fire, and I cry out
Wanting to be free
But noone hears.
Chains encircle my wrist, digging so tightly into my skin
Until I bleed.
They seem so eternal.. But no.
These chains will break, rusted
By the tears I've shed on them.
I will not bow against the pain of lost hope, ever so strong.
I will hold on, so tightly to those I love..
I will go none too gently into the dying of the light..
I will overcome this, and survive to love again.
Dead heart
Cold..
Still..
Numb..
Broken..
Suddenly
Brought to life
With love.
Warmed
and Treasured
till finally the blood flows
Through the heart
Back to the limbs
Bringing
Everything
To life.
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