Striking my heart, drawing blood from within
Enveloping me in warmth to make me feel at home
My company on a lonely night
Lull me to peaceful sleep on a ride filled with defeat
Life taken and given with every new voice
Yet the unspoken is what reaches my soul
Grabbing at every heart string inside of locked doors
Triggering a spark inside the dead
Light swallowed whole
Darkness chased away
‘So, this is what love can do.
Sometimes I wish to cut the chord of love that connects us,
but I believe it’d kill me if I did.
He’s poison that kills my soul, but also heals and mends me back together.
The dark cold room becomes numbing.
Yet he also chases the plague away and gifts me joy.’