If only I could give you the keys,
without the ghosts in the halls,
Would you keep going?
if you saw inside that dark room…
too many said they would stay,
then raced away when they heard the roaring,
heart broke far too much for one lifetime,
and I fought the demons by myself,
so I stopped dreaming and seeking;
a little love clinging to me for dear life,
when the flood from your love came,
the water filled my lungs,
drowning in the depth of your heart.
(c) Amanda Wilson 2013