River of Pallarenda

I tried to run away but you made me stay.

Steep and deep. I must think before I leap.

By the ridge side I sat with myself broken and deeply cut.

My soul is bared with your blue eyes you stared.

Hold my hand and don't be scared.

We will be safe and soon we'll get there.

Hold my hand let's runaway from the painful past  

and awful memories that still lasts.

Kiss my lips and hold me tight.

I will make you realize there's no wrong or right.

*wickedmindofCassandra