Fighting Shadows Poem by Airda Jones

I've spent the time
Fighting shadows of your past
So that you may repent
And be with me at last

Still satisfaction denies you
And guilt winds you tight
Wrapped around her pretty little finger
With no strength left to fight

My bruises and scrapes
Are my living proof
That I have fallen to catch you and
I'm absorbed in black and blue

The more I reach and
Leap to keep you in my heart
The more I fall and
Break myself apart

There you lay in sorrow
And self-pity to keep me against
The wall where I lay wallowing
Wondering how to release your defense.