This unattended moment: The past awakens
Claws rending; emotions spilling into the light
Heart closes: Defenseless at what has been taken
Sever the head of this banal beast; end this fight
This unattended moment: Hopeless and caught
Pushed: Falling and helpless in a bottomless past
Reliving battles: Never wanted, but have fought
Opening old wounds; has the future die been cast?
This unattended moment: Trust may be a snare
Without mercy or reprieve; held within this cell
Too tired to fight: Maybe one day, if given care
A broken heart may reopen; but only time will tell
This attended moment: If the flowers faded away
She is my tomorrow; while I am still here today
And if the storm clouds decided to dwell awhile
She is the sunlight; and all the reasons I will stay
Stoic Poetry
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited) 