photo of an old building

Ancient castle

Ancient castle upon the hill,
amidst the fog,
I look at you,
and you seem to have weathered it all,
I look at you, and you do not look like you are about to fall,
and I wish I had the strength of you,
I wish I had the strength of you,
but I do not at all,
for my heart is soft,
and I always seem to fall for the wrong type,
the wrong type of person who ends up being cruel,
and I wish it was not true,
I wish it was not true,
because it is insufferable,
but I have been through it so many times,
and I,
I need to build my defences,
but it is getting it right,
and I do not want to be too harsh or too cold,
and I do not wish to build my defences too high,
and I want to be honest and open,
I want to be kind and compassionate but with a tougher edge,
a tougher edge to me than before,
and I need to be a new me,
and like the ancient castle upon the hill,
amidst the fog,
who seems to have weathered it all,
and who does not look like you are about to fall,
I wish to stand strong once more,
and be harder than I was before but not be cruel,
no not cruel at all,
just, a new me,
a better me,
a stronger me,
a kind and gentle me,
a warrior when it comes to defending my heart,
a warrior stronger than before.

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