They are here... I can see them
And I feared and I loved
I have time... I have no when
I say the words... and they heard
I told them I am falling apart
How everyday I’m falling slowly away
The strange beatings to the heart
And how my confinement in freedom stays
And they welcome me...
Embrace me in kind
Whatever I choose to be
They will always follow behind
I need to hold on
A while more... a little longer
This world to belong
They will always linger
I can see them
The devilings I grew to love
Becoming more than a friend
I found my worth
Categories:
devilings, imagination,
Form: Rhyme