What Remains

This is what remains
After the day is done
This is what's left of me
What the night finally comes

Frayed wits
A tarnished crown
A Frizzled mane
That's hard to tame

The smell of day
Spiked in dust
A heart's hinges
Hampered by rust

Still onwards step
Hands, knees and feet
Eyes cast forth, stern
To hope's beat we keep