Blinded

Bounded

I waited

Deliberated

And inebriated

I sat in silence for you

Waiting for a hero that would never come

A knight in shining armour

This adventure

Stopped being fun

A long time ago

Timing is of the essence

Time

T.I.M.E

An external force  dictating our lives

An excuse for not saving me

Time wasted

Situation abated

My will to not want to play the victim

Was long confiscated

Submerged in my own pool of pity

You stole the plug

absence/ green fairy drug

In your shadow of depth

I learned to strum

A tune played for a fool

I watched an invisible choir

Utilise its glorified tool

I watched them

Hymns anointed

The congregation rehearses

With souls jointed

Singing curses of verses

With feet touching gravel

Confusing the senses

Selling them the gift of flying

While I was slowly dying

In my sleep

Scriptures embellished with

The blood of a king long gone

Wasted love wasted spawn

Wasted memories, though are they ever wasted?

A thought so delicious

That it could be tasted

But who ever really forgets

This princess had not learned to live with her inherited regrets

Her inherited regrets

Paying a debt

of her own not owed

Sins of the father

Seeds well sown.