Dark Rose
There’s this ugly place inside I sometimes know,
I have this passenger, a darker side that likes to show
It’s not somewhere many get to go,
It’s where the sun can’t reach and thorns grow,
My confidence wilts, although it feels so wrong,
I’ve held it in painfully long,
It sometimes makes me feel so alone,
Sitting there lost in thought the hedges spread,
Light seeps through and hands warm and strong pluck me,
Take me out of my personal hell,
Shy away from demons that have kept me company,
I am small and in need of a guiding hand,
Every time you hold me I’m reminded of who I am,
And where all these feelings began and must end,
This place is shy and alluring at times,
Despite the shadows it’s comforting to me,
A way to hide what I really need,
You tell me what is real,
And how my moods they always change,
Yet you hold me, wrap me up and remind me I am strong
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