I was a fallen angel, broken, sad, and alone.
I was doomed to this hell, the rotting carcus of my life, and what lay in between was merely me, broken down, and in tears.
I met another, somewhat like me, but better, braver, stronger...
He cared for me, sheltered me, made me safe from all harm. He was my guardian angel.
I soon fell in love with such a beautiful thing, but the quarrels and differences cannot overcome the love...
It was doomed to end, and end it did, but he stayed...
Hesitant, and distant, hurt...But he stayed.
The past I know, and have come to recognize kills me, eats me from the inside out...
But there is nothing I can do...As my nightmares have returned, and haunt me, they do.
I confided in my angel...The person I trusted most...
And he nodded, and smiled, and threw his fist into the air, proclaiming that he was resigning as my angel...And that he was to be my knight.
My knight cares, and I know it's true...
This poem says it all,
My knight is you.
[Corny ending, but Im tired, and my brownies are burning. Your poem means so much to me right now, with everything I have going on. Thank you, hon. Thank you for everything you have ever done...It seems as if you are the only one who gives a damn now a days. I know it isn't true, but it fills me to the brim with relief, that I will always have a knight, that I can call upon, and he'll be by my side... Thank you.] |
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