Untitled #1 [Fragment]

[cthrnearnshaw]

I exist on the precipice of trepidation

Giving into thoughts of ideation 

Of glory or woe, or some heavy handed foe

Though perhaps I have a long ways to go.

For all my misgivings I live to serve

Through painful dedications I ought to reserve 

All that might, and through those that blight

If you could give me just one more night. 

Comments

[earthspirits]

A lovely and very evocative poem.

[cthrnearnshaw]

Thank you! :3