Hostage

"Slow and steady" as they say,

But my heart beats a rhythm

Like a voice in the rain.

I can hear the time coming.

From the silence, I am running

On the wings of the wind;

Back to where it all began.

But the angels have all gone.

The Psalms are no longer sung,

And hate followed me, quiet.

Love at the back of my mind,

Held together by pieces of you;

And a lifetime of lies.