broken glass cut me to sleep ,
wounds are dissected so
deep
I don't want to wake up
I need this blood to warm
my hands
and you don't have to understand
you just got me all wrong
So clear like the diamond in your ring
Cut to mirror your intention
Oversized and overwhelmed
The shine of which has caught my eye
And rendered me so isolated
So motivated
I am certain now that
I am
Vindicated
The moments died, I hear no screaming
The visions left inside me are slowly fading
Would she hear me, if I call her name?
Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
Identify what's yours and what's mine,
The rest will be our secret.
I won't apologize for what is right,
I'm just letting go
of what might've been.
*lemur*