There’s a tower
Where what remains of my heart is placed
Just never imagined you and I in unison
Would be the one to lock it away
But I guess it’s okay
A series of choices made
Where fairytales no longer seize the day
And dragons and broken dreams need slayed
In such a daze
Created out of my own haze
With an outdated defense strategy
All a fantasy
A mystical army of one
That screams I’m someone’s son
A world created after tasting your tongue
Such a bitter blade that won
Broke so much of me in just a day
Now I’m stuck in this land of yesterday
Because while I told myself I was strong
I found out I was wrong
So I scattered different pieces of my heart
Laid to rest the incorrect part
Tried not to cower as I climbed this tower
Mourning as I threw fragments of me out to sea
Because what’s really left of me?
Simultaneously climbing
While somehow still drowning
Filled with all this doubting
A loss of words, always mouthing
Now I feel I’ve lost my calling
With a curse that’s never calming
Feeling like it’s the price I pay
For trying to be united
Unaware it was unrequited
Unaware that something had been ignited
The smallest flicker of flame inside
Almost unnoticeable
But whispers an eventual change in tide
That took with it the part of me I chose to hide
Realizing with wide eyes it survived
So deprived
Yet somehow still alive
© Andrew Kendall
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