A splinter of myself
Fitting snug beneath your skin.
The only place I know
That I've been dying to get in.
A quiet fear, an honest hope
The courage to be true
To carry on without the fear
Of not knowing what to do.
Without the bars, without a key
I'm locked up in your eyes.
Free from hurt, complacency
And the fear that I despise.
A distant thought that eats away
Like worms within the grave
To rise above through the grace of love
And be someone you could save.
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