This Quiet Light.
Home. A place where I can go, to take this off my shoulders. A place where I can be safe, thoughtful, with a peace of heart. A place where I find a Quiet light, and bask in it's sweet serenity. This place, A place where I can go. To take this off my shoulders, A place where this new found Quiet Light resides. That sweet serenity, That peace.. Please, take me home.. (This: That constant feeling of, being out of place, not quite sure, with pain as the constant companion) So I'm learning, to lay with this Quiet Light. It's a place where I've learned how not to die inside a little, Every time I think about how it could have been, Or what it never will be. This place where I am learning, That love isn't scary, That trusting again is the next step. Please come, and take me home. See? I've always been a confident person, One who is aware, One who knows. I used to leap before I thought, and Dove before I knew how deep. Now I lay i...