To write the thoughts in my head,
Of every flowing motion.
Of all ideas, words of advice,
Every dream and notion.
To tell the world how I feel,
How my heart bleeds so red,
To tell of goals and aspirations,
Or of nightmares instead.
To tell of all my haunted days,
Where you follow me close behind,
To tell of times I’ve felt alone
Can surely not be defined.
To tell of all the battles
I have thankfully made it through,
To write of all my troubles, well,
I write them all to you.
The days I’ve felt alone at night,
And all the tears I’ve cried.
The days I’ve pondered of my life,
When I felt as if I died.
You never left me, you never did,
When I was broken inside.
You were my silver lining,
Standing by my side.