Dedicated to My Stupidity

I lie awake thinking to myself about you
Your arms no longer bind me but they are my prison
To once be held by them again 
Keeps me at bay amongst the beast
Denying myself from myself
Starving off for you
And perchance your return
Climbing that tower of doubts and fears
Opening each door with your own
One of a kind key
I've made my locks to fit
My knight, my only knight
I've tangled myself in your affairs,
To make some of my own

Reviews

[SarahCortland]

very beautiful good job

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. ah, beautiful ... absolutely ravishing poetry ...