LOST IN BETWEEN

LOST IN BETWEEN                                                                                                                                 If  you are listening, hear this trembling sound,
I'm too far lost to ever turn my stride
Toward sanity, where cruel, cold thoughts abound;
They swear I feign this ruin I cannot hide.
This hollow grave that settles in my breast,
Proves that my bitter sorrow is profound;
No hero comes to put my fears to rest,
Nor mighty sword shall strike my foes unbound.
I am the dragon and the one that's slain,
The whispered prayer and silence after all.
Oh, if a hand yet reaches through the pain,
Or any door still answers to my call,
Then take some pity, grant a saving grace,
Ere endless dark claims this deserted place.
-WILLIAMSJI MAVELI