Holding small reminders within the moments after
Frail in our own existence
Laid bare now
You have seen my darkness first hand
There is no more to me now
Self respect crumbled in pavements travelled by many a stranger
Satin touch of the purest existence
Madness holds me close to my godself
Madness frees me from my illusions of this world
There is only love which exists
Some love to love
Some live to write of love laid upon the shore
Some live to fight , to ****
Love is all there is when faced with self denial
Hold me within the softness of rose petals
But when you drop me
The thorns will make me whole again
Blood red
Beautiful
Happy to be alive within
Even if to you all
You only see a broken frame