Baby Steps

You,  my darling let the dark engulf you in.
Freezing flurry fog is what you entice
with your presumptions of dreary tomorrow.
You have let slip the feel of warmth
and cannot recall it even if I were to bare myself now,
All you sing is the songs of sorrow.
You stand on a fort with groggy eyes and chilled smile
You are the author of impenetrable principles.
You live within your make-believe world
with idiosyncrasies quite invincible.
But someday,  if someday you were to realise your needs
and repercussions of your unruly deeds
Try and remove the shields one by one
beginning from the tower.
As the walls crumble down,
before you head towards the sunlight
Come meet me
And just before you conquer
take some baby steps in the dimly lit room.