Knock on the door,
Check the windows,
Juggle the back door,
No avail?

Run back around,
Tap on the windows,
Check the parlor window,
Lord knows,
It's always unlocked.

Still nothing?

That's because no one is home,
My Sweet

I know you're only taking care of me,
Telling me the truth,
Keeping my feet on the ground,
But sometimes,
I want to lose myself in the clouds,
Forgetting,
That promises are broken,
People lie,
And,
Sometimes,
I'm not as safe as I think I am,
Yes,
My dear,
My little bare soles are touching the ground,
It is cold,
And,
Hard,
It clears my mind,
Just like you,
So protect me,
Allow me to rely on you,
Because I can't handle the pain again

Why stay with the Dragon,
With those horns,
Those imperfects,
And the pain of the fire?

Why not go be with a Princess,
With that gorgeous hair,
Those eyes,
And the gentleness of a maiden?

Perhaps,
You,
My dear Knight,
Are used to those horns,
The imperfections,
And what abusive nature?

But why?

Why not just run until the Dragon is far behind you,
To far to return,
Far enough that you cannot hear her weeping?

The River is like a God,
My Body in the Current like a Faithful Servant,
It Tugs at My Limbs,
Pulling Me Apart,
My Body Does Not Fight,
It just Drifts Along,
A Hand Here,
A Foot There,
My Hair like a Curtain,
But My Empty Blue Eyes Stare at the World,
Vacant of Care,
Peaking with Recklessness,
Exposing all the DAMAGE it has Caused,
Pleased,
Content,
But the River is not a God,
It is a Monster,
And it,
*Swallows Me Whole