Jack Dylan - Frozen Soles

Dancing little soldiers in a vigil against the howl of her soul
Sparsely scattered throughout this cluttered dusty fortress of solitude

We wait,
not patiently,
not in eager preparation,
but with angst for life

Starving for warmth,
in your arms once again,
if but only for awhile

We seek out adventure and passion,
begging to see your smile

A mundane life,
surrounded by meritocracy,
death and repression

Bitter is the taste of your voice,
lingering in my stomach and poisoning my heart

Hearing your tone makes my skin quiver,
hair stands on end

Echoing through my soul day after day after day,
only to tease me for awhile

Restlessly fighting to escape this cave of despair

Walls aged with handmade stone,
bear the force of your minions

You stare with frozen glistening jagged teeth,
gnashing at the door

Trying to consume me and a life barely worth hanging on to

Seeping and creeping,
looking for a way to leak through the cracks

This is a battle of endurance,
testing my faith,
you know you can’t win

Bearing your pain,
smiling with each and every advance you make
Make me your prisoner,
and think I won’t escape

Jack Dylan

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