CupcakeDreamer_xo made me this beautiful cover ❤️❤️
Grief is like a fire
It doesn't stop it just grows higher
Burning everything that stands in its way
And starting over the next day
There is no way to escape from its hold
Forc all ones hopes have been sold
But as grief, as the fire grows hotter
Someone will save you with a bucket of water
Holding you until the storm Is done
Staying with you until the light comes
YOU ARE READING
a penny for your thoughts
PoetryMany have asked if I can see in my dreams However this question is not what it seems dreams are as limited as you allow them to be For it isn't vision but capability
