damsel in distress

He heard the crying and felt her tears

from dusk to dawn it came

No longer he could bare it, you see 

he felt he was to blame.

He walked a hundred miles to her

 bare footed in the rain

over rocks and cold cold ice

he crossed the woods alone.

He climbed a mountain and then another

hurting to the bone

and then he glimpsed her

 finally he saw-

bruised, hungry and tired

– he saw her room, the highest one.

He ripped the monsters into pieces

flaming out the firery glow

Bursting through her door he said

“my sweet I have come for you!”

Only she looked down and out

and send him on his way again.

You see, and this is true you cannot save

the damsel in distress if

she doesnt want to be.