• a_b_e_n_a___ 13w

    Her Viking

    Sitting down in her blue dress,
    With a hazy mind,
    She tried to recognize her surroundings,
    But to no avail.

    With her tearful eyes,
    She thought back to yesterday,
    When she had a pillow talk in bed,
    And wished for once her prayers will be answered.

    Every wall looked like a reminder,
    Each day screamed of his pain,
    Each and every tick tock rhymed with his breathe,
    And his absence calls to her every night.

    However every daylight shows how hard he fought,
    Every colour portrayed his smiles,
    A look in the mirror reminds of his strength,
    And she smiles for she was glad he didn't go down without a fight.
    ©a_b_e_n_a___