P.O.V.

All my love

Bleeding and staining the sheets

Staining the walls

Bursting forth like poder puffs

Of deep red

In the dry air

Sweet to the tongue

Warm in your hands

Dripping

You thought I kiled you

I killed your freedom

I was like a fiend that stole into your garden

Crept under your walls

Manpulating

Twisting

Pure evil

In your selfish justifications

and self induced paranoia

A demon in your eyes

A creation of your fickle yet fertile

imagination

if you’d instead seen me for what I am

the one you grew to love

you might have saved us both

Closer

I will write the verses

I will sing the songs

I will play the drumbeats

Every tear must be a tear closer to where the tears will end

I will wash the dishes

I will switch off the lights

I will say the prayers like I always do

Every night must be a night that’s marked off the list of unknown nights

I will watch the stars fall

I will watch the tail lights fade

I will watch the last neon sign go off

Every dawn is a dawn of expectancy of being the last dawn

I will pray as faithfully as I have done

I will worship with my hands held high

I will believe fervently as I possibly can

Everything I ever believed in was a lie, so Jesus you better be for real