I locked blades with the Queen of Swords,
But this battle isn't over.
We collapse, exhausted, on the killing field.
I watch as you limp away.
Expecting to be cut down, the taste of steel.
Wishing for embrace.
I don't want to fight you anymore.
Lay down my weapons, clattering.
Fall to my knees, unable to support,
The weight of my heavy heart.
I know I can't take them back,
the words that I've said.
Thrust, parry, locked in combat.
But I don't want to say them anymore.
-I'm no knight.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment