in my past life i had made peace with pain finding comfort in the suffering and relief in the darkness as the deafening silence lulled me to sleep and there i would dream until you came along ridding me of all inflictions and awakened my soul from such bittersweet slumber.
The girl in my poems, she lives in the darkness and never steps into the light. I have never seen her but I feel her when I step into the dark. I can feel her tears when I touch her, I can hear her quietly speaking while she's lying in my arms. And while she'll never come into the light I can try to draw her with my words 'cause that's the only way she can be seen. I just hope that you'll see the beautiful girl I met in the shadows if you look at my words.