A better way

A Poem by Mazerunner

White cold blankets on both sides of my travel
Longing for the best to unravel
On my long way to being with him,home
Polishing my armour and engine's chrome

Flames dont touch my way now
For my mind is endured in marble down low
All this time sticks and stones broke my youth window
And I had forgotten, I'll be young forever no matter how old I grow

Nothing breaks anymore with anything
So as long as I keep growing with his ring
And I travel on this road that gets better
Through the white cold blankets in his sweater