A Saint in the Night

I lie awake all night,
Intense,
Waiting for the Sun to come
And shine its light
In the prison of my heart.
The Truth is coming,
Marching on,
Like a Mercenary,
Sent to fight,
To liberate,
But who has paid the fee?
An who is it
Who believes our report,
The message from the dungeons?
And who will come,
Like a Saint in the night,
And rescue me from me?

-jenn long