knight

this is the first peom ive written in more than a year

and i used to write a lot

this is the first return of my lost inspiration

which i think has left me again

The armour on his back, weighs him down to the ground
He scrambled along, feeling pain without sound
He climbs down from his horse and his legs feel so weak
Suddenly his sole, his heart is so meek
He picks up his shield, his scabbed his sword
And suddenly his fingers refuses to hold
The sun hurts his eyes, and stains his skin
And the cold rips through and tears every part of him
The door feels so far, the arch feels so tall
He could just, fall, lay, sit and curl up in a ball
Rest your head on the grass, dear soldier and knight
Feel the soft tickle, the tingle and the warm gentle light
No worries, no voices, no harmful screams
Just shut off, and listen to the drift of your dreams
People will look, people will see
You’re breaking down but you don’t need me
Because you’re tired of fighting, you’re tired of this
Exhausted and pushed to the bottom abyss
You don’t want to do it, you cant soldier on
Because this corruption, this shit, its gone on for too long