Yet to be born
In the quietest part of the night,
When I hover between dark and light,
Wondering if i can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams...
I stumbled in the path I had chosen,
Tables turned, I had taken the right path
for myself,
None had ever taken , This was never about them.
But I...
But I , chose me, my twins . my little moonlight , this was all about my angels....
© Eliswa