to have faith, it's difficult. because everything turns out the same in the end.
how can my bleeding heart weather much more? this miss, this want, this need.
& to scream it all out loud? dying to!
but to get your heart chewed up & then spatted back at ya,
FUCKING HURTS LIKE FUCK.
does this darkness have a name? this cruelty, this hatred, how did it find us? did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it? what happened to us that we now send our children into the world like we send young men to war, hoping for their safe return, but knowing that some would be lost along the way. when did we lose our way? consumed by the shadows. swallowed whole by the darkness. does this darkness have a name? is it your name?
& then i died, masquerading the pain of a bleeding heart.
crumble & fall.
