Through this forest of lost dreams i wander once more. There is no prince, no knight to steal my heart. Wolves in disguise waited along my path. So cunning and so quick, how could i escape their claws? Beware he who's eyes are fixed on his prey. His gaze is meant to lure and hold. Not to hold the heart as a precious thing, but as something to devour. To consume and then spit out when the taste is too sweet for it's bitter tongue.
This heart has known so much pain and disbelief. It's certainly bruised and flawed. Stitched back together after every broken promise. After every lie and illusion. It has known such malice yet it still holds so much for the one who may still be ahead of my path.
This heart has bled yet it longs for the day when it will never bleed again. When all memory of cruelty will cease to be. When only beauty and love without fear is it's future.
Still finding my way through the mist. The hope still resides within me that i will finally see the sun. Feel it's warmth. I know there will be rain and and winter will try to consume my heart again. Yet i will never surrender to the cold and bitter existence that has trapped so many.
