Is love enough to make it all go away?
Will we see it when it shall come?
And if we see it will we be brave enough to feel it or are we doomed in darkness by fear?
Aren't we messed up enough as it is..?
Haven't we suffered enough?
Why risk loosing one more wing?
Maybe it's fake... maybe we fake it..
All the pain and despair, maybe we need it to feel innocent..
Untouched by evil and therefore sensitive..
Maybe we make it happen...
Will love be enough to make us see there's no need to do so?
Or will it give us another reason to continue our gloom path?
Should I walk out the door and face my questions...?
Will he see me for what I am or for what I've become?
Will he love me the way I love him, 'cause I do feel after-all
Adding your comment:
