Knight

Knight - Reneta Scian

There's nothing left of the right...
My senses reel...
I see all things in my sight...
But nothing's real...
Composure scatters like petals in the wind...
And I can not hear...
My brain feels like leafs blowing across stone...
My heart holds fear...
Bones like wood, stiffened and bound...
Then I feel a hand...

Every night,
I feel the world...
...Is haunting me.

So much cold,
So little light...
...A taunting dream.

But it's not right,
I'll refuse to bow,
...They can't touch me.

Breaking through my binds,
And rising up...
... In the eternal stream.

In the end,
It doesn't matter...
... because I'll break free.

Every night,
The world will hear...
... Me breaking free.

Written by Reneta Scain
Posted on 10/03/12