Poem: The Wayward

Against all odds,

here I stand.

I'll Fight,

either darkness or light.

Our love will rise,

it will survive.

After the sixteenth

the moon will shine.

I'll always find a way...

CLAIM YOUR SELF

...I'm the Wayward.

When you let your heart win.

When the night falls,
You cave in...
Desire consumes you...
Your fears come alive.

Your mind plays tricks on you
And you struggle to differ
Which one is reality...
You scream.

Your heart pounds,
And as adrenaline run through your veins
Your emotions
Betray you...

You fall,
You cry...
Loose yourself apart,
When you let your heart win.

Catching lightning in a bottle