Poem -
12:34 am
Hold my head above the sea , I walk showered in lights , yet I feel as if I'm surrounded by the devil
My hands embrace my sword , that piece of steel severing all desolate things passed and perennial
No hindrance is at random nor is that moment lost in the line of life
Deep rumbles that had us stumble brought us to safe waters , hungry monsters chases us thru the mire
At last , peaceful grounds away from terrors . It's inside you ...
