Dark Love
Everyone knew he had talent,
No one knew what was behind it,
but I knew what he dared not to share,
What made him cry out at night,
And what took away his grasp from reality,
At day he was an extraordinary hero,
But at night came the dark deeds,
"The demons," he would say over and over again,
The only thing I do though,
Is kiss his cheek and hold him close,
Then whisper "It's Alright."