This vigil cripples my thoughts
Drags me down into shadows
Darkest depths that smother
With each breath you take
I try to rise above to the stars
But a heaviness pulls at my feet
Places my soul in a room of pain
Battles fought and lost surround us
Loneliness is a blanket
I shrug off as it masks me
Strength is only an illusion
Within these walls flickering
Your hands shake with the effort now
As life begins to open doors best closed
Fiona Davidson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/best-closed/
