For Tilly

Listen to me when I say its okay,
I know better than anyone what you mean to say,
They tormented me in the exact same way,
Filling my world with blood, night and grey.

If it helps hold on to me tight,
Banish your thoughts of fear of fright,
If it helps cry and look at the sight,
Of those who are by you day and night.

Let me be the star in the sky,
Let me be an angel passing by,
Hold my hand and understand why,
Between several worlds I tend to fly.

You see my eyes are rolled in thought,
My mouth is whispering with wonders wrought,
Of a place where queens of queens have sought,
The answer to questions never really taught.

Be a daughter of Curo rocking gently out to sea,
Dream gently but strong and then please tell me,
How do you feel when you dream of ecstasy,
How does it feel to live next to happily?