‘Neath that strong exterior
Fragility does lie
Something you need not tell
It’s apparent in your eyes

Your bluster is a shield
From fears of the unknown
You need a protector
Against what has been sown

You’ve searched for years in vain
Sweet solace that you need
While all the while in pain
For that which you do plead

In deepest, darkest night
You cry for humble rest
Weariness taken away
So stills your aching breast

Protection offer I
To slake your unquenched thirst
And humbly do keep watch
Against your demons worst

If rest you do so seek
Against depression’s charms
I pray you find it meek
Within my open arms