Dashed upon the rocks of hope
and stranded by the waves
clinging desperately as the wind howls down
calling out my name
Oh how I need you now
in this timely hour
as the sun doth settles down
light begins to fade
The cold it creeps in slowly
loneliness indeed invades
insidiously replacing love
leaving hatred in its wake
I shall not become its victim
no. not again this time
crawling at a snails pace
it will not see me trying
At last I rise and strike a blow
for no longer am I blind
blind to the madness
which fights to poison the mind
Arisen I shall never bow
or break with the wind
arisen I shall take my place
at the helm again
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 4:06 PM UTC
Dashed upon the rocks of hope
and stranded by the waves
clinging desperately as the wind howls down
calling out my name
Oh how I need you now
in this timely hour
as the sun doth settles down
light begins to fade
The cold it creeps in slowly
loneliness indeed invades
insidiously replacing love
leaving hatred in its wake
I shall not become its victim
no. not again this time
crawling at a snails pace
it will not see me trying
At last I rise and strike a blow
for no longer am I blind
blind to the madness
which fights to poison the mind
Arisen I shall never bow
or break with the wind
arisen I shall take my place
at the helm again
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