Bleed Again
You, the gentle air of spring
When I walked past you, drunk in your love
the heart was deceived and the deceiver in the heart
You were the knife i turned inside myself
Which cut me in until I bleeded of love
And I found nothing more humiliating to me than my own desires
I starved and was afraid
Of being completely unraveled by you
And you finding nothing you want here
But soon I realised- I exist, in thousands of agonies
Perhaps its tough to crave with the blemishes and faults
Mending the same lies the joy in
Embracing the faults lies the peace.
The peace to hold onto
The peace to drown in
To embrace again,
To Bleed Again.
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