Broken, Battered, Rusted Through 
Author: GoldenEagle  
 

Looking to the farthest star,
Wondering just how long is far.
Driven mad by a heart’s desire,
Playing with an embraced fire.

And, here I hold my head up high.
Here I hold back broken sighs. 
Wishing on a piece of you,
Broken, battered, rusted through.

Looking past the farthest star,
Looking up to where you are.
Wondering if you feel my love, 
Violent as rage. Soft as a dove.

And here I face a howling wind.
Refusing to crack or even bend.
A tear is swept away for you,
Broken, battered, rusted through.

Reaching for the farthest star,
Reaching out to where you are.
Broken, battered, rusted through,
Thinking of nothing but you.