Woven
Time has wrapped his chains around my legs and watches me drag my feet through the steam of life. I've tried to pick the locks and set my steps free from the lackadaisical purgatory Ive found myself trapped in. He has trapped me and through our woven fingers you have kept me walking beside you. Though fear creeps through my mind that I'm pulling you into my cage. Time is playing a game with me, but I will not let him pull you in. One day I'll truimph and pull you onto the sunbasked island I imagine us on. I hope you hold the patience to keep my hand in yours, becuase I will never stop fighting to keep my fingers woven through yours. -Timeless Poet












