I wish you would hold my hand

Being a knight, you must the might

I'm not weak, but yet am incomplete 

Your love was I waited for to make me complete 


Falling back on people who you know did me wrong

Verses read over to feed me when I was about to fall

Engriped by those I might utter words that were concealed

Who do I blame, myself or the one who left me alone at otters mercy


May be it is a game of life, being played upon as tests

I haven't the power much, but with God I do rest

My eyes are seeing what they want me to see

My speech is gripped within the hands of frenemies


How desperate was I to hold you in my arms

Now the winds came blowing fast drifting us apart

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Nigel Astell

Sun 17th May 2020 03:10

When the winds pass
love itself will pull you up.

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