I am stranded in a tower of sorrow and I think I might need saving –
from the curse of a broken heart –
and how he left me alone in the dark –
but even worse drove a metaphorical spear into my side –
ensuring that my spirit died –
ensuring heaven was denied
Put a moat around my tears and get this blackness out of here
I am at the tower of sadness
Every hour in this madness
© Delia Ross. 2019
