I want to know every part of you

From your head to your toes
From the mole by your nose
To the smell in your clothes

From your hopes to your dreams
To the way your eye gleams
When you reminisce about past schemes

From your heart to your soul
From what makes you whole
To what makes you lose control

I want to know every part of you

Do not misinterpret my silence
As an absence of fortitude
I choose to raise my pen
Instead of my voice
Your spoken words
Will fade with time
My words will remain
Ink stained imprints on your mind
Long after I’m forgotten

I know you are too good for me
But that won’t stop me from trying
To be good enough for you

Your love is like spilled ink
My heart is like paper
The more I try to wipe you away
The more you spread
Infecting every inch of me
I try to erase you
Only to tear myself in the process
The harder I try
The more I fall apart
Until there is nothing left
But tattered pieces
Of ink and useless paper

Lighting lights the night sky.
Dread felling you insides.
Thunder rumbles, crashes , rolls across the night.

A drop plops! Then another soon
A rythem begins against the concert.
You watch with shock as the blood drips.
Felling your mind with images of stain skin.

The mixture of rain and blood,
Swirls, circling the drain
Flowing away from the sin that was committed.

Lighting flashes! Lighting up the frozen horror.
Rain rolls down following the trail of old tears.
Washing away the last emotion shead.

The final screams gone with the wind.
The cascading rain fades,
The thunder dies down
Leaving in the wake
Dead silence.