Bare With Me

I will walk with you if you hold me tight. Scare away all of the demons that keep my emotions at bay. Shed some light on the darkness that has become my life. Make me feel wanted and loved. And I will let you know what makes my presence so strong. What makes me think the way I do. If we look eye to eye, I wonder, can you handle seeing the past and present demons in mines? If you carry me, can you bare the mental weight that’s weighing me down? The angel that put the sparkle in my eyes put it there temporarily. When that sparkle vanishes, will you be the angel that replaces it with a light that brightens up my heart? If I tell you my feelings, will you cherish my words like an heirloom passed down from generation to generation? Will you take them to heart and wear my love like the most precious of diamonds? And will you respond to my words with words of love of your own? If I show you my love, will you embrace me with the warmth that I so desperately need? Will you keep me safe and try to keep me away from pain’s path? Try to keep me from knocking on pain’s door? I may not tell you as much as I should, or know how to show you in a way that let’s you know that my feelings are true. But I do love you. So bare with me because I think I actually need you. I need someone to tear down the wall that surrounds my heart. To melt the ice block, that is my heart, with love’s heat. And for all I know, you might be that person. So like I said, please bare with me; because your love is my salvation to emotional freedom.