Look at me;
See the results of dissipated love turned to agony.
Look deeply;
At the pain of every blow inflicted intensely.
See me;
See the suffering that has ravaged my life and emptied the contents of my soul.
Pierce through my walls;
For your eyes only can hold this degenerating mold.
Hear me;
Hear my soul cry out from the rubble that me enthrones.
Listen;
To the sounds of crying as my dying spirit mourns.
Come closely;
And hear my whispering sighs as one who has relinquished - defeat,
Attend to me;
See that I am a love sick soul.
Touch me;
Feel the beating of my heart in dubious harmony.
Feel me;
and touch my pain with your heart as my heart pounds for yours only.
Come near me;
Know that my warmth is gone and my body a corpse
Pinch me;
For a dream would be mercy ; the pain it would stop.
See my scars;
As I see your eyes and my life growing dim in its beauty.
Hear my scars;
As my heart hears yours and knows no other than thee.
Touch my scars;
And feel the result of our rapture.
Know I am scared;
Only by your love – for your love alone could break me.
Jun 7, 2019
Jun 7, 2019 at 6:33 AM UTC