I remember the day we spoke about love with our bruised and tormented hearts.
A conversation in which two sentences i will never forget;
I asked you " Do you love me?"
and With a reply of " You know I Do"
So why is it we're at opposite ends?
We're screaming and crying for each other,
Yet people chain us down to take control.
I'm on my knees screaming out your name..
My tears of lust cascading like a waterfall down my fair cheeks..
..dripping off my lips..
You sat in anger.
In pain.
In sorrow.
And in fear.
Tears; you try to hold back,
But your wall crumbles and falls,
As you do too.
We're reaching out to each other...
Being with you is the only way i feel safe..
Yet people don't care,
They laugh at our pain,
Throwing words at us,
Just to see us
Breakdown again..
