You know better than yourself

A wonderwall from the heart stands before the wandering mind
feelings awash that stem from the bottom of the golden gates of heaven,
They become the reason that backs the move, they become the days begone
beholden the mind without slowing down,

They might be a home for you, all alone outside of their heart
A danger upon themselves, even though you know
Worth their weight in gold, boldly you go,
beyond the fear you may pass

The world might let it pass, but you won't
during the ponder you lay there scared
If I let you forget, the scars of the world will never
If i let you lay there, I won't recognise the new you

Where the end is in sight, a feeling of fate
Now or never, the end or the beginning.
You feel like home.
But I'm scared to walk in.