Fortress

His heart was a fortress
made of steel and flesh.
Nothng could get past
the emotionless exterior.

So many came
to be dismiised at once.
All trying to win
the keys to his heart.

Until one day
it came along.
Fast/deceptive
Like a swarm of locasts
hidden in gray.
Past the fortress
his heart a field of grain.
Upon which they sought
to feast on.

Its looks disarming/alluring
and he feel for its facade.
The fool almost immediatly
gave his keys away.

But finally he succomed
to appearences alone.
Never wondered what lie
hidden beneath the flesh.

With victory secured
it thew off its guise.
Unlocked his fortress
and took what was inside.

It feasted on the thing
and left him with a hole.
Ir brought the once
strong man to his knees.

Put him in misery,
a fortress with
one way in/no way out.
Where he lies trapped, 
ironicly in the emotions
he once imprisoned.