Wear Your Wounds
Shrinking Violet
My love, please just wait a second
There's something you must understand
My disease is such a flawed design
The true absence of hope and light
I once lived on, on a placid hill
So young and invincible
With an innocence so deliberate
I never saw the storms coming
As I grew tall timid skies turned grey
Wind picked up and all the petals swayed
Those tears, they fell down as pouring rain
A shrinking violet, I must have lost my way
So I journeyed on, deep into the black
And delicately he then took my hand
Pulled me closer and never ever left
My faithful darkness, a most loyal friend