Lionheart

Lionheart in wait daunted by the day, your soul broken and heart laid to waste.The smiles have gone and so has your head but all you can do now is lie in bed.As you lie in wait with no one at your side all that rings through your head are the words "Whoa is I.." as thick lashes bat down to be put to sleep, only to emerge into the world of dreams.A dream? More like a nightmare and probably because you aren't there.Familiar scenery begins to come into play while clouds of others evil starts to sway."STAND UP!" the words ring in the back of the crowd, from the face of another cloaked in black shroud.As you regain you statue and stand aloof the person calls out "Now rise your head and stamp a foot." Time in that moment seemed to pause but as his head lifted he knew it all.With the stamp of an elephant he threw the gaunlet, lionheart awake and dauntless.Knowing not of previous fear a primal roar rung through the area striking fear until the peoples lurking shadows disappear.As the next dawn broke you were ready, to start the day as a new man.Lionheart you roar proudly while still harboring the cowardice of heart, Lionheart you stand on your own and resolve it all, should things become a little too deep do not hesitate to put them to sleep.