{It is a poem ~ Love}
I had demons within me... he sent his angels to release their bearings...
I didn't release my inner demons, i ran with them...
I was the darkness in stormy clouds, he was the light to shine them...
I was lost, he found me...
I was wanderer, he was the path...
I was black until he painted my soul to white...
I was collided, he purified my roots to solitude...
I was confused, he petrified my salutation...
I was broken, he mended me...
I destroyed, he constructed...
I denied, he tried...
I lost, he won...
My demons died, his angels lived...
Gray clouds became dull, colourful rainbow rosen...
Sorrow drowned, life glistened...
Love bloomed, love triumph in...
