When the words inside my head
batter and bruise me.
When the strength I call on to lift
myself up is leaking from my
eyes.
When I've run all I can run and
there are no songs left to cover
old hurts.
When I am about to crumble
because I can take no more.
You pull me into your lap
and nuzzle my hair.
You hold me tight against your
chest and shush the cruel words
causing me pain.
You wipe the tears from my cheeks
and silently become my strength.
When I am incapable of loving
myself
You do it for me.
Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 2:26 PM UTC
When the words inside my head
batter and bruise me.
When the strength I call on to lift
myself up is leaking from my
eyes.
When I've run all I can run and
there are no songs left to cover
old hurts.
When I am about to crumble
because I can take no more.
You pull me into your lap
and nuzzle my hair.
You hold me tight against your
chest and shush the cruel words
causing me pain.
You wipe the tears from my cheeks
and silently become my strength.
When I am incapable of loving
myself
You do it for me.
