Michael Wilbanks

The Broken Sonnet

Deep within your eyes of silver and blue
The ways of the wretched fall to the dark
Leaving unseen and taking up your mark
You walk the faded path that warriors do
Above the world your footsteps grow to strides
Your eyes searching the way forward and back
Searching for the prize, the trophy you lack
Watched by the dragon in which your soul abides

So here you stand, and here you'll remain
Since your heart is fearful of losing
And your soul cares none to be freed

You'll walk this road eternally in need
Due to the result of your own choosing..
--So silent the victory that you attain
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