My story is a mess, it’s going nowhere;
Continuous, never-ending like Penrose stairs.
So let me be the hero of your story —
I’d like to save you, taste some of that hero’s glory.
I will fight off your demons; for you I’ll bleed.
I will listen to you talk if that’s what you need.
I will hold you to me and never let go.
Breathe life into your stone heart, I will kiss you so.
I will help you break the chains and set yourself free
And maybe, someday, you can do the same for me.
NaPoWriMo Day #15
Poetry form: Couplet