Haunting Whispers

The persona is dealing with dark secrets but is also looking towards the light and love.

Haunting whispers scuttle across the floor like cockroaches.
They know every secret of mine,
every secret I try to hide.
Every dark and destructive memory
that consumes in the darkened corner.

Out of the darkness and into the light.
Where the light burns away everything I fear.
I've always feared the light.
Feared its powers to destroy to heal,
its truth,
nothing can be hidden when you stand
in the blaring light.

Give me your hand,
let me follow you out of here.
Take me into your arms
and make me whole again.
Take me home,
where loving arms
wrap themselves around me.