Broken

How is it possible for you to read the maps of my thoughts
Written on the numbness that trembles
That lays cold on lips
That can only live again by true love's kiss

How is possible for you to hold so much of my life in your stare
Throwing my composure into corners you built chambers that hold my brokenness prisoner
Oh this pleasurable bondage


How is it possible for you to be the road
The bridge
The test
The wall that I must defeat in order to breathe and live again

You rose the spirit that once slept in the calmness of dumbness
To the ceiling of dishevelled horror

You rose my lungs' veins to the roof of my nostrils ...as they feared your absence
That taunted

Your stares rings my name like a church bell
Your presence stirs my blood to boiling point

I am a leaf tumbling in the violent winds of your dismissal
Pleading with your conscience
Appealing to the "us" that once lived a lifetime of love in every second

But for peace ....
I must sacrifice my essence for nothingness
My only truth for lies
To live this death .....as you live life ...