Cobwebs

I hold all my truths and my lies
In my everlasting hand
I keep all my darkness
Beneath my cold dark eyes

I hold all my love for you
In these dreams of satisfaction
I hear all there is to hear
In these terror ridden homes

Ghosts linger on the walls
Spiders crawl on our love
Dust clutters all the shelves
Of our brittle past

Take me back in your heart
Hold me tight in the dark
Dust away all these confining webs away
Free our past this day