My chest is ripped open; my heart laid bare,
For you to tear out like a page,
Bones are spread, it is ready for
You to free it from my ribcage.
This is my offering to you,
I wish it was not broken and used,
This beating monster is all I have to give,
It's beautiful, despite being abused.
The deepest cuts and battle wounds
May take a long time to fully heal,
They have built a thick armor around my trust,
So it is difficult for me to explain how I feel.
I know this present isn't a lot,
Not nearly what you deserve,
But the fear of one more abandonment,
Severs every wailing nerve.
As I stand here, crimson blood pooling,
I stick my hands inside of the hole,
Forcefully take this frustrated scar,
From the home it's made inside my soul.
It hurts so badly I can't even breathe,
My lungs gasp but can't find any air,
This pain is the only way I have to show you,
How hard this adoration is to bear.
I thrust this fragile sacrifice
Into your understanding arms to hold,
It is now yours to command as you please,
Or if you wish, leave out in the cold.
On its surface is a promise written
In honest ink to always be there,
But this meager token of my affection
Doesn't begin to express how much i truly care.
Now I fall to the ground, fingers growing numb,
My veins frozen as scarlet rivers run dry,
I don't think even death can show or prove
The love I feel for you but i had to try.
The last of my confidence
Leaks out with the waves of red,
I tried to share my demons with you
But I gave uncertain riddles instead.
All that remains of my spirit is shadows,
My body a puppet too flawed to save face,
You still carry my heart although it's not moving,
A paralyzed burden you shoulder with
It's steady thump has greatly slowed,
My pulse almost too feeble to feel,
Now in your grasp it will either crumble and die,
Or learn from your love how to gradually heal.
This just flowed from my fingers, I am surprised at how long it turned out to be but I am proud of how well I captured the raw emotions I felt.