Troubles Of Mind

Troubles Of Mind

My heart is howling the beats of distress,

My soul is ripped through the bones of my breast,

I hate to see you, for it does not last,

But leaving you, a shadow casts.

I cannot breathe these bleeding breaths,

Of aches and hallows and endless deaths,

I cannot dream of your bright eyed smile,

As I drag you to me, mile by mile.

I cannot grasp this screeching hush,

That twists me in the black of its mush,

I cannot purge this blinding pain,

This relentless wrenching that leaves me lame.

I tear your image from the pit of my mind,

Your softest eyes grasp and bind,

You rip me from the comfort of time,

From the depths of your light I cannot climb.

Like the fingers of death you call to me,

You haunt my life you’re all I can see,

I shall whither and die, I can no longer endure,

You’re the flames in my heart, you’re my only cure.

Warrior Princess