To cry a sin and breathe a prayer,
A hopeless and yet focused stare,
She yells to him confessions still,
He listens and his eyes now ****,
She hopes he one day understands,
He lets her heart bleed where it lands,
She gives no love her eyes are dead,
He hasn’t slept his face is red,
She cries to him a whispered curse,
He gives a look to make things worse,
She hides her face she’s done with him,
He’s shaking now in every limb,
She tries to leave he grabs her hand,
He takes her heart from where it land,
She starts to cry it’s all to much,
He holds her hand like it’s a crutch,
She looks to his now blurry form,
He looks at her within the storm,
To tell someone the prayer has died,
Will remind you girl that he had cried.