Let Me

Work in Progress

you can smell the lavender in her hair
as she dances round without a care
hazel eyes filled with hope for the unknown
are deaf to your warning moans
her hands are searching for another hold
as she lets go, learning to be bold

let me whisper fear into your ear
while you're still here learn to shed a tear
before it's too late and they're filled with hate
let me paint a picture of your fate

her voice still unworldly and pure
pledges to refuse every lure
your broken voice tries to explain
but can't break through the pain
silently you watch her step into the mist
of this world's clenched fist

let me whisper fear into your ear
while you're still here learn to shed a tear
before it's too late and they're filled with hate
let me paint a picture of your fate