Saviour Complex
Close your eyes and hold my hand
As you step into the quickening sand,
Wandering into your hazy dreams,
I slip in at the fragile seams,
Perusing thoughtfully at your hidden shame,
I whisper softly your sweet name,
You are now aware of my voice,
As it trembles air so moist,
Draining the fear and fury from your heart,
With song, poetry and works of art,
Your demons shall tremble in deepest fear,
Knowing that I am always here,
To look after you in your darkest hour
And be the ray of light in your darkest tower.
Copyright © Sarah Ramharrack | Year Posted 2012
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