Month: March 2013

  • Inn

    From the night where shadows are made
    I thank all that that I hold true
    This is where my demons stay
    and I hold them back for you.

    The strength in me to stay strong,
    Or to play off like I don't care
    is because I know I don't belong,
    I have no place anywhere.

    So through the night, I stir
    quick, silent and with blade
    Making my past just a blur
    I focus on what can be made