In The​ State Of Delirium

He loves me, He loves me not.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

He grabs my hand and says it’s not far.
Misty Meadows,
echoes of thunder,
green pastures curious and wonder.

He loves me,
I know he does,
he holds me I know this cause
my eyes were​ closed.

In this world,
I am sinking in the silence yearning for his love.
Twinkle, twinkle, I’m your star,
on this road, ​
I ask how far.

I can’t help this longing,
his touch is the only thing that can comfort.
Don’t let me go,
I can’t be alone…
with my rage,
with this pain.

Only you hold the key,
to keep these wolves at bay.


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