My Dark Knight

So many nights before him

I failed at the core.

Life, all it’s intricacies

Were just a major chore.

A night of self destruction

Some beer, and a wink.

I knew he was the truth

Didn’t have to think.

The more he spoke

The more I heard

I believed

Every word.

There wasn’t even an instant

I wasn’t completely sure.

He’s my Dark Knight

My life, and my protector.


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