Bloody
The silver sharp blade cuts into my jugular as the innocent blood spills on the concrete.
The rest of my innocence lays defeated on the floor.
How can you not love me?
How can you walk away?
The suicide of my soul lays dormant at your feet;
You swept the bloody mess under the carpet like I never came.
Forget the sweet beauty of my first kiss and embrace,
Remember not making love in the kitchen, on the floor, on the couch or even in your backyard.
Wash it all away, cleanse your sins, my delicate one.
Retreat to your comfort where you are familiar and I am away.
I am lost on your lonely insanity.
Forgive me for my words, for I have nothing left.
Your beauty is beyond my recognition, so allow me to repent.
I have fallen beyond the grave and my soul cannot be redeemed.
Why can't you reach out and save this moment?
Forgive me for my intoxication, for the next drink is all I can bare.
Much more than knowing you love me, but fear what you cannot see.
I rest on the milky white skin you call your own, but I cannot touch.
Fool I am.
Fool I become.
The bloody splotches have taken away my recourse.
Miss you still I will, as you hide behind comfort and unsaid words.
But know that I feel your presence penetrates me still.
I am lost completely until you find your way.
I pray you find it soon.
Come home to me my love before the bell tolls too late.
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