Haunting whispers scuttle across the floor like cockroaches.
They know every secret of mine,
every secret I try to hide.
Every dark and destructive memory
that consumes in the darkened corner.
Out of the darkness and into the light.
Where the light burns away everything I fear.
I've always feared the light.
Feared its powers to destroy to heal,
its truth,
nothing can be hidden when you stand
in the blaring light.
Give me your hand,
let me follow you out of here.
Take me into your arms
and make me whole again.
Take me home,
where loving arms
wrap themselves around me.
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.06 seconds at 12:39pm on Nov 16, 2024 via server WEBX1.