As I am walking down this tunnel
will you lend your light to guide me
For I am searching for something
Some quiet place for you to hide me
As this insanity ticks through me
like a siege of rushing water
I need your hands to hold me
As I fear that I might falter
These reminiscent memories
overflow until they drown me
But resurrected from the kill
the moment that you had found me
The lonely walk would have surely broke me
if you had not shared in my last fight
By my side you never strayed from me
as we walked blindly out of your safelight
Thoughts of a Wandering Heart 
Don’t know if I’m capable of being your guide because I feel like I’m just as lost myself, but I do hope that I can at least loan you my light. You’re beautiful, inside and out, and I mean that.
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I am perfectly fine with wandering in the dark forever looking for a way out or not, as long as I have someone beside me. It’d be like an adventure. 🙂
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