I have shared my love with too many thieves
I wear my scars like a tattoo sleeve

I have shared my body with too many beasts
blood, sweat, and tears on my bedroom sheets

I have given things that I did not have
now I need purification, a sinners bath

I have lost count of partners and dates
now I choose to love myself, I hope it's not too late

I remember sitting next to you
butterflies inside
as you sat there mad

I recall apologizing
for my bad behavior
wishing for a savoir

I remembering kissing your cheek
hoping that would make things right
but our love never returned, out of sight

and one day I took the wrong route home
in darkness I walked for way too long
through the valley of death
I heard a angel sing a song
I felt afraid because I was alone
two wings and two horns were shown
I tried to hurry along
but the path I had taken was gone.

day by day
I search for the way.

which way to go
I do not know.

time passes by
little by little I die.

They tell me don't give up
so again I try.

but why?

I went searching the other day
for the love we lost
The price I paid for pride
wasn't worth the cost
shaking your time, energy, and effort off
dismissing you as an employee as If I were boss
the struggle between man and woman
the fights, fussing and cussing
poured down on our loving
vulnerable hearts, left open, no covering
what went wrong?
is all I'm left wondering.

It's not much
or very satisfying anymore
truth is...
our love has become a chore.

It's not fulfilling
or very enticing any longer
food for thought...
I still suffer from loves hunger.

knock knock, love are you there?
How did we get to here?
where neither of us seems to care
hope, passion, dreams and pleasure we no longer share...

when I'm here or there
I wish to go home
but at home, I'm alone.

when I'm with you,
I wish you were gone
but when you are gone, I feel so alone.

songs play on the radio for so long
sweet melodies excite my lonesome bones,
but even enjoying music I am still alone.