a battle in my nerves;
swords dripping of an ochre of angst;
was I to be the stern queen commanding wisely,
my dispositions
Or was I to be the resolute soldier riding into fate's deeper wounds
a rebel flying high, the transgressor riding free
was I to be
was I not to be
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 11:38 PM UTC
a battle in my nerves;
swords dripping of an ochre of angst;
was I to be the stern queen commanding wisely,
my dispositions
Or was I to be the resolute soldier riding into fate's deeper wounds
a rebel flying high, the transgressor riding free
was I to be
was I not to be
