Scarred and creased With pain and a little hope, Your twinkle when the Sun falls, And your smile makes me calm, A little bit stronger too, To hold onto you. The concinnity lures me, There are hidden doors Locked somewhere labyrinth, Hollow pieces scattered around, I need to mould up again. I’m scared to attend What lies deep inside, But I can’t see you in pain, You cannot hide anymore, It warms me down When you hold onto me, Give me hope when the Darkness falls upon. And when we hold hands, the doors will shatter, our skins be scarred a smile will still tingle. This is the last time I ask, Am I the one with whom you take path? The friendship will last forever, We can’t be broke, nobody else matters. Previously published on personal blog: musingofsouls.wordpress.com