Wednesday 2 December 2009

Loss

I've been letting the rain fall out of me
let the water seep through the cracks

and leave a hole in my chest
which harvests only pain

I was always waiting
for his sun to come out
to bathe in his warmth

My Love

My love
is like a beautiful shoe that doesn't fit
crippling me

my love
is a curse and a blessing
where would I be without my love

my love
makes me someone
makes me a bird with broken wings