6-16-16 Waiting

 •Waiting•

What if they hate me?

But I love you 

What if they curse me?

Love them anyway 

What if I'm abandoned?

I'll still be here 

I was there when your pillow was soaked with tears

When the dry blood stained your hands, I wiped it away 

You were made white as snow

Pure as gold 

I picked up your broken pieces and held them to my chest like a treasure 

I was there when you swore at me 

Your words so bitter in your mouth, you couldn't help but bite your tongue 

I was there when you grasped the big blue sky and I let you fly higher every time 

I was there when you gave up on my miracles 

When the words I wrote down for you became another ending to a book

I still kept it open for you 

It's still open for you

But you let it gather dust and tears 

I was there when you tore your body apart

I saw you lying there on the ground

Cold 

Red eyes 

Pale skin

Your skeleton plain as the veins on your face

I gave you food to eat

Water to drink

I stitched up your bleeding heart 

Your warm embrace was everything I ever wanted 

I'm still waiting 

Still waiting for your warm embrace

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