When the nightmare that follows each delicate dream
Hit the veiled wall of whispers suppressing a scream
It all costs so much more than you'll ever redeem
Shadowing what was once known as life
When you can't seem to fit in your very own skin
Every virtue you hold dear presents as a sin
Missing heartbeats replaced by a head on full spin
Stumbling through an excuse for a life
You could come good
Then we would roar
Above all that we want and more
You could come good
Then we would fly
The twinkle straight back to your eye
You could come good
Then we would breach
All we are told is out of reach
You could come good
Then we would fight
The constant darkness of each night
You could come good
Then we would feel
Like we had both found something real
You could come good
Then we would dance
The first steps of a new romance
You could come good
Then we would view
How good you came to make me too
Comments5
Well well...I knew you had it in you!! Seriously this is beautiful! So, there's roaring, flying, fighting, feeling, dancing and viewing!! A package deal! Nice!!
Seek and you shall find
There is more under the surface
All or nothing
I honestly appreciate your input very much LIZ
Many thanks once again
Genuinely grateful to you
Hell yeah! I'm sure there is!!! I hope you continue to show that side of you!!! All or nothing!!!! And, thank YOU!
I couldn't, could I? Ohh, I see - I could! lol
If you can see fido
You could do anything
Great to see you orchidee
Yep - Fido could/ can too - a walking, talking, reading, barking dog! lol.
My first thought was "holy cow!" Well, replace cow with another word. This is fantastic, kinda sends you on a fantastic voyage! Very much enjoyed!
I see what you did
Holy socks??
Thank a lot Christina
Forever grateful
Much obliged
"When you can't seem to fit in your very own skin
Every virtue you hold dear presents as a sin"
Some of the trust words ever spoken. This is absolutely spectacular!
Thank you very much Rilla
Always so kind
Very much appreciated
Beautiful. ❤️
Thank you very much Teddy
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