Worn
As I crawled on my skinless knees,
On your un devoted grounds of love.
I wasn't ready
Your aim was steady,
Possessed by the intensive curiosity of life.
God, I wish I never spoke
For your words lay heavily on my chest.
My heart pounds like a careless bird,
Enclosed by a unsustainable melancholy.
You put me apart
Alongside with all the reminisce,
Ceaselessly into the past.
Marking every mark, lighting every spark.
Set your eyes on me, darling.
I no longer blossomed like the garden I use to be.
Your soil wasn't purified.
As I lay my Brunette head right against your chest,
I craved to hear your untuned heartbeat
Sufficient enough to be a melody.
Invariably saddening, this new love cuts deep.
Do you see me like I see you?
Perhaps I became my own salvation.
Forget my face.