Your impatience drew blood
From the now leaking holes of my breastplate,
And this is our end?
How could these eyes turn off
A candle that’s lit so,
Illuminating for me intricacies
That collect at the feet of my worship
To become the fodder of
My stumbling blocks?
So shall again, I honor thy wish
To a sacrifice I never knew I could make,
A line I thought I could ignore.
Tag: breastplate
Breastplate (day 1614)
I woke up to a word
Swirling around my head
That left a little mark
Pressed beside my chin,
But I didn’t allow it
To ricochetted upon
The breastplate
That held my cage together
For that target
Was all my
Innocence could handle.