In the darkest hour
When the light is dim
Shadows crawl across my room
And my heart would grow
...
I heard the story of the forest
I saw the moon with eyes of blue ice
I saw the wolf as deep as the night
I saw the sight of his frightening yellow eyes
...
My life is not a fairytale
I hate that I'm weak
I hate that my divorce parents fight all the time for stupid things:
Money
...
My heart is strong,
my spirit is weak,
it is an answer that I seek,
the question burns within the fire,
...
*From the tv show from Jennifer Love Hewitt*
Voices are clouding my head
Voices arguing in my head
...
The scent fills the air
It beats a tattoo on the ground
Creating its own beat and rhythm
Renewing life
...
I hold my breath
I count out the seconds
I don't come up for air
But my lungs scream for it
...