Taking each breath with a rope around the lifeline
Blades infract the skin to produce relief in the world we call "fine"
Her father abusive with every
poisonous phrase
Leaving the pile of bones left to sit in a desperate daze
Leaving her lost in a cause that has yet to be found
But perfectly imperfect compacted into a love seeking hound
Searching for joy in anything left possible
Left lying helpless in a joyous yet melancholy blood pool
A figure appears
Numb but feeling right
She turned on the rusty switch to his light
Intertwining into one mind
Tearing off the chains and shackles of the once blind
happiness now instilled
once hopeless but the heart now filled
every word spoken comes out with sincerity
making it together, opening up their vulnerabilities