Serena Malcolm

My love hangs in the balance
of that pendulum swing
between lose and win
Truth and sin
And what lies within my soul
is not enough
I have no control
A slave to the toil
of the cogs as they roll with each tick
and grind with each tock
The mastery of the clockmaker’s plot
A Slyar of this emotional box
With the power to make my heart stop
or not
And I am held
As he decides if I’m to be felled
or expelled from this wood and glass realm
And if I’m freed to do my heart’s will
I shall love him still
And ever will

Image Credit: “Pendulum of Time” by Ehios – Deviant Art