calling out your name
in the middle of the night,
need you to be here with me...
how many wrongs would make this right?
find something to believe in,
create something new to feel,
list ways to reassure yourself
the stars you need are real.
(would you ever believe in me?)
had these words not beeen written,
you'd just whisper them to yourself-
wordless echoes that mean everything,
but only to everyone else.
gently spoken chaos,
shadows swimming through the dark.
lost the truth inside of me;
endless beauty; vaugely stark.
(would you believe in anything?)