A Fallen Knight
The lonely, bared trees swung side to side
from the forceful wind singing it's whining sound.
The gloomful autumn leaves flew round and round
and it was cold from the winter rules it must abide.
I laid there thinking and pondering of the past
from the littlest to the biggest memory,
summing up my happiness in one brief summary.
These sure were lonely nights. I'd hope they'd be the last.
However, I can't really stop the sorrowful source.
I'd struggle but I can't win any more fights
because I'm weak and tired from my old plights.
I try to dream and let Fate take its course.
But, I can't dream any more because of what I lost.
One thing everyman needs to have is his honor.
When I fell to my knees by the sword, I lost her,
putting everything on the line so I had to pay the cost.
I hope the winter goes by fast and springs comes.
I need to feel the heat upon this cold ground.
I'd like to hear but I can't. The sound
of love, one's putting flowers all around.
