Without you,
I've grown weak,
They don't see,
They don't understand,
how unbearable life is without you,
without the one I love,
The one that kept me safe,
And kissed me in the rain,
the one who hugged me to make me scream,
you kept the pin away,
without you the pin,
and the cat like scratches,
they turned into a blade,
and deeper cuts,
blood ridden ones,
They didn't stop me,
They watched,
Watch as I wanted my life to end,
I prayed for it,
Death,
But it never came,
then out of my weakness came hope,
I hopped I could see you again,
and slowly the urges fade,
But still evil lurks,
it roams my mind,
But still I believe it's slowly dying,
I believe happiness,
May be coming back to me,
Maybe,
Just maybe,
I hope.

I searched for release
looking at arms saying move
within the magic of me.
Morning brought flames of reason
down to earth
to walk a long road of trust
filling empty spaces
I could see.

Certainly, as love has a rhythm
and my lips knew the pleasure
it bestowed.
Holding in the sound
was much more than I could bear
and nothing would keep me
waiting
to feel its flow.

I found a companion
who lit a fire under heartbreak
until it drifted
into a twilight unknown.
Awakening the child inside me
to breathe in a new brightness
of peace,
heartbreak was gone.

You are where I found release, never hesitating
to give enough to fill the empty spaces
with trust.
Certainly, as love has a rhythm
my lips are bound
to the flow,
move within your arms,
I must.