A/N: This is a poem about having hope.
Song: Safe and Sound - Taylor Swift ft. the Civil Wars
Finally Belong
I am sick at heart
Every one of my daemons ripped away a part
To leave nothing for me
And everyone just watches while I bleed
Reassure me that it’ll be alright
That we’ll all get through the night
Tell me that we’re all strong
Enough to battle for this long
Even with everything going wrong
War against the tired eyes
And things we cant see, but are hidden in disguise
Just waiting for the right time to attack
You chose a horrible time to walk away
And not look back
Reassure me that it’ll be alright
That all of us will get through the night
Tell me that we’re all strong
Enough to battle on that long
Even with everything going wrong
We’ll close our eyes and sing our song
Because we know that we finally belong
Remember and sing this even when the melody is gone
And the music is done.
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PoetryEmotion - an affective state of consciousness in which joy, sorrow, fear, hate, or the like, is experienced, as distinguished from cognitive and volitional states of consciousness. Emotions are funny things, really. They can make you, or break you...
