i know that i have damaged you beyond redemption
i stole myself away from thee....and me
again and again and again
i have murdered your love
and raped your innocent childlike soul
to feed something that has never lived
yet seemed as though it could not ever die
this is not remorse i profess
but broken bloodied battered grief
my love calls out from deep within this ancient rusted cell
not for forgiveness
nor for kindness or compassion
but that you may rest at peace
with all that i have said and done
and what was left undone
my love is true and i have died for thee....and me
again and again and again
one question now
will i choose to live for thee....and me
again and again and again ?
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