Fearless
Down once more, slowly seep, Brittle bones, the weakened knee While thick in clouds, all around, The darkness rips a grimace firm. In sight demise, you see, I see, Provoked, prevailed, hardened dream, But I have friends, few you see— I think they’re friends…true to me. Around, my ruin, it nears me dear, A lashing pain provoking tears; Mixed with blood, tears tread tracks, Tracks too bold, for friends of gold. Those verity voices fear my fear, I hear the words that steal my cheer- But I will... Sign in to see full entry.