I thank you for helping me reflect and comprehend
I sink further into my skin
"Do I really want this again?"
I don't need my skin purpled, blackened or blue
That's sure as hell what my head is going through
Don't bruise my mind
Don't belittle my soul
I know why I used to miss you, but not anymore
My heart desires something so much better than a *****
So that my mind doesn't get bored
And when we kiss my knees buckle to the floor
Then we made love till I couldn't scream anymore