Beneath the Rubble:
When I tire of standing, You are my supporting wall, When, my heart, tires of beating, You catch me before I fall... Though, you can see the angel within me, That halo belongs to you, For only the divine could love me, So purely and so true... Though, I am the ocean, Who may wear your shell away, I will try to be the light that guides you, Through every dismal day... And if, these musings, they pass, And, my words, they snap and bite, Do know this, that we will last, No matter what the fight...
-devyn grael