How
Can you love me?
Broken and shattered.
You brought your own dustpan
And swept me, to a pile,
And off my feet.
How
Could I have been?
The blind one,
The lost one,
The bleeding and beaten one.
And still found.
How
Did you know?
That the love you shared,
Would heal,
The fractured chasm,
Within me.
How
Can I still be inflicted?
If only for moments,
From the poison
From the delusions
Years ago.
With all my faults
With my repugnance
With my doltish ways
You found, and find me
Shine light on my shadows
And bring warmth
To my heart.
Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 11:13 PM UTC
How
Can you love me?
Broken and shattered.
You brought your own dustpan
And swept me, to a pile,
And off my feet.
How
Could I have been?
The blind one,
The lost one,
The bleeding and beaten one.
And still found.
How
Did you know?
That the love you shared,
Would heal,
The fractured chasm,
Within me.
How
Can I still be inflicted?
If only for moments,
From the poison
From the delusions
Years ago.
With all my faults
With my repugnance
With my doltish ways
You found, and find me
Shine light on my shadows
And bring warmth
To my heart.
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