Steel walls has been built.
Skin refused to touch that soothing silk
Locks has been set,
Keys thrown into the sea, out of breath.
It’s raining outside, but it’s too dry.
All truths believed as lies.
Longing masked as content.
Yearning desire to nurture’s repressed
Formidable cloak’s embraced.
Shield and armour outside, inside’s laced
Angel of destruction to her direction was lured.
The control and comfort she planted were severed.
Just that powerful stare, so hard, she bravely fought
Though words made her iron sheild corroded and soft.
An epiphany cleared her fear of death.
Defenseless, suicidal, to jump-in she decided.
The cliff was boundless, never-ending.
She’s dying or flying.
Half crashing, half embracing.
She abhors waiting.
But she is doing so nonetheless.
Amours ripped off.
To her death or love?