feeding your fears
and you feel
the sword of Damocle hanging on you.
Every time it is coming closer
you wonder when it will hit
you feel already the cold blade slowly sever
there is no way out, nor back neither forward
everything is still, suspended.
You close your heart and soul
freezing everything that try to pass through
is the survival instinct
but don't you see that you are freezing yourself too?
Would you see the light again?
Don't let your heart die lonely and alone.
We are made from the same matter of the stars
let your flames shine bright
just feel the bliss of the universe .
Stand up now brave knight
cut the chains which keep you imprisoned,
you no longer need them
you have been through this before
let the sword be the tool for your victory
not the cause of your defeat.
© Diana Mistera 22.10.2019
