Be Still

Be still this beating heart of mine, why do you act the traitor to your master who has carried you, held you, and comforted you, but who in truth has exposed you to things that have damaged you, is this my penance, your treachery in my time of need, where strength was my aid indeed strength sided with you leaving me defenceless against my will, my will too finding solace in you, I am lost, will, strength, heart all leading me to where my weakness lays, within arms that for moments I do forget, for moments does my fear retreat.. But when arms no longer interlinked do free me then the fear returns....