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