Hello reader. This time round, you have to be easy on me. Words no longer come easy.
I no longer want the laces that bind me to that honesty.
I have finally torn down the lies.
I have seen the face and I cannot.
“Come on sir. You just can’t hide inside this fake haven. You cannot show up only at the darkest night. You know what you have to say.”
Hear this friend of mine.
It says it doesn’t know fear, but I do.
It says it doesn’t know ugliness, but I do.
It says so much. Always so much to say, about everything.
I know what I have to say but be easy on me, Words no longer come easy.
Give me a few more moments, let me put on my armour.
Words don’t come easy.
The stars ever since I learned how to look up and hope,have shone light on my paths.
The moon ever since I learned the Magic of her phases,has forever strengthened the turn in my tides.
I have everything I need for this one.
This final battle;Soldiers, creatures and spirits of the Forest.
But the commander’s feet are cold.
The General’s feet are frozen.
I am not afraid to move.
Just cold feet in warm boots.