• clifton 23w


    Those city walls,
    Safe within I slept.
    Unaware of this world,
    Or the trailing path it crept,
    To break my walls,
    My vulnerable spirit,
    Found itself fighting foes,
    Stretched beyond its limit.
    No place is safe,
    In slumber I was weak,
    This world has many victories,
    Over those who fall asleep.
    My nightmares came,
    As I woke with such a start,
    To find the devil's warning,
    Tattooed upon my heart.