Wildness
I felt my thoughts run wild
Was I really a demon child
Thoughts tightened my head grew light
I hoped my expression was on my face right
I absorbed your statement surety taking flight
Your questions growing old
Your coming across as way to bold
So this is the child you stole
Standing here now I felt guilty as sin
My emotions had just let little old Peace walk right in
I was sure that without me the child's future was dim
So I filled her right up to the rim
Without me here she surely would be condemned
Who would look for me now I live in the brim
As I fought the fear
Of having you here
It hurt to the bone
Making her a home
So I opened the door
But her back to where she was before
Because I love her even more
I stay here to even the score
Copyright © Courtney Courtney | Year Posted 2012
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