You can come back

Even though I was a mess I knew what to care for I learned to read your eyes and crossing your walls, hell was big when height was short but it was much closer than everyone thought... A demon lived under my bed when my forehead was hot a candle on the nightstand kept my eyes closed I had nothing to pretend and nothing to hope for there was always one more chair if someone was tore The door without a latch protests on the street when the grapes got ripe there was more to eat the tea time smells the old show on the tv and endless dark hallway made it hard to go to sleep Ground trembling under my feet that was my place I don't have to ask for permission if I want to get there family waiting for me when the air turns gray up in the Andes mountain the devil get trained... If I had had more I would have given more but look at me understanding myself when I'm this old sometimes I believe again sometimes I get torn but the past in not in my head anymore... I will love you forever No matter where or what you know you can leave and then you can come back I know myself now better than I knew who I was you always come when I'm gone I always arrive last. Jessica