You are like a mistress I keep A mistress who knows all about me A mistress who shouldn't exsist But why do I find it hard to keep you away?
Your darkness throws upon me A blanket of comfort Covering me up From a fake world
The night where truth Swims up to the surface Real faces tear apart the fake masks That covers them up
Like a drunk man I open up my locked chamber Of secrets and insecurities cause With you near me I no more fear
With you iam not fake I stop pretending to be fine I don't stop my tears From rolling down my cheeks
I let my pillows be soaked With my tears With the weight that I had to carry Over my already slumped shoulders
Lying in your lap, I dream Of another world Where the morning would be my strength And the light would be my comfort
To everyone who seek refuge in the darkness of the night this is for you. There were days when I fell asleep crying. So this poem is a remembrance of those days.