I can’t bring myself to send it to the one I want, so I’ll just leave it here.

I broke in two to ease the longing

To stop the gnawing

Of hope into my soul.

In two a thousand brittle shards

My shattered heart bled

And none can bear it.

Three empty wholes rest here

Where eyes and heart once dwell

And now drip tears of hollow hope

Into the void of silent doubt.

What kind of worth can you have

When the white line shackles tie you to the bed?

What dreams resurrect, when buried in the crimson comfort,

A cold steel kiss to send you to sleep and wake the sighing darkness.

Goodnight mama...

a breath against the heart, there and gone 

Each step heavier toward the rising dawn

And again to bed, where white line shackles

whisper sweet promises to call you home.