Aimlessly drifting ,
To the sea of emotions
The undaunted demons
Silently swirl,
Hurting an already wounded heart

Perhaps tomorrow,
A new sunrise shall
Burn away all cold hearted nitwits
Once and for all,
The lone ranger sadly smiled
At the extraordinarily long line
Of women, as they whined

One fine day,
She arrived
In the midst of his lonely watch
But he was too busy looking
For surreptitious signs,
Boundaries and lines