• dee_mikael 6w

    He Listens

    Its all gonna be fine.
    It's all gonna be fine.
    He whispers this in my ears, and I still don't get it.
    It gets so dark up here, I tell him.
    Some nights I crawl around my 'dreams' and it's an endless circle of 'if I had knowns'
    Other nights, I lay in bed. 
    And hope the pain passes with the moon.
    But we both know it ain't that easy.
    Well it's all gonna be fine. 
    I pray.