The innocence in your eyes shines so bright;
Wide and blue contrasts to my dilated pupils reflecting the blackest light.For you are all the good that I will never be;
Kind, selfless mixed with naïvety,You are my silver lining, my better half.
You choose the right and I chose the wrong path.A candle in the dark, a lighthouse at sea;
You guide my way, you helped me to flee.You are my angelic conscience,
telling me how to control my satanic predominance.You let me win at pointless games,
Yet it encourages my argumentative side to tame.I deserve no hope, I am a lost cause
My soul is dead but you don't pause,You have repented my sins,
Opened your arms and let me in.But the good in me is long gone,
So I have resorted to do wrong
And it is a living hell to wake up
And wish you hadn't grown up.
I have had enough,
I am no longer tough
But I don't care
And you care too much.Thank you for saving half my soul,
For stopping the pain causing me to cripple.Thank you for keeping my demons away,
But I fear that when you leave they will come to pay
Their fee
And without you at my side
I will slowly sink further and further until I die.
-holly boyd
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