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:: My light by Jennifer Ebersold ::
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A lonely dark room is where I alone sit no one has a key but a key would not fit. A door around my heart shut tight and locked well and in this dark room I lay where I once fell. No windows to look out no magic to feel no feelings to hold and no emotions to steal. I tell myself often "There is no need to fight" as I shake away the loneliness as day turns to night... A knock on this door brought light to this place and in this faint light I first saw your face. I ran to my corner afraid of any pain tears streaming my cheeks like falling spring rain. I dusted myself off from confusion and fears I began standing up and wiping my tears. I built up my courage and afraid and unsure I took my first step and walked toward the door. I reached out my hand and we walked, you and I I felt at that moment so light I could fly. Everything seemed brighter I started to care and everything that meant anything I wanted to share. My heart so dusty and worn seemed so new that's when I realized I was in love with you.
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