And in the shadows of your being,
I may have found my hiding place,
The soul that's trapped within my skin,
Has found its freedom upon your face, When my hands became my shackles,
And my wings have turned to chains,
You were the promise of better times,
The silver lining when it rains,
I've asked the stars for countless nights,
What have I done to deserve you?
A man who's willing to forget his demons,
So he could fight mine if he has to,
There were words I've sought to describe his heart,
And in my search, I've come to this,
There are hearts as great as gilded stones,
But they were nothing compared to his,
And when I thought I can't love you any better,
When I thought this was the best of me,
You've shown me how I can be loved for who I am,
And for everything I'm yet to be
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Depth of Me •••#Wattys2018•••
Poesía"I'll write for what was left within the ashes; for the depth of me when all else is gone." cover drawing by: Carolina Roda
