Demons
- April 5, 2019
- mderylak
- 1 Comment
You broke my heart not once, but twice
only time can make things right
All of my demons look like you
their empty promises, mocking those of the woman I once knew
I see you in my dreams, you steal my sleep
you are the moon and the sun, and everything in between
I comb through the tangles, the mats in your hair
like you once did for me, before you weren’t there
I am my mother’s daughter, you made me this way
if I gave you half of my heart, do you think you could stay?
You tell me to come inside, close the blinds and lock the door
I promise I’ll keep you safe, as we sink deep beneath the floor
I know this isn’t what you wanted, I know you tried your best
and I know you mean “I’m sorry”, by the whiskey on your breath
You gave me these hands to hold, only the pencil I use to write
and the strength to turn the hurt to gold, your darkness was my light
Remarkably beautiful, just like you.