I lay crying,
I am not crying for lost love,
but for a love that was never there.
The love that was supposed to be there at birth.
But when the eyes you seek to be proud,
are cold and then you are sent crashing to the floor.
there is no hope for my falling.
It kills me inside, when I should let go.
My endless circle.
A new bruise I lie about.
Half a woman, and still scared.
Here safe and alone, I am balled.
Begging into the darkness for something to believe in.
My insides hurt,
My jaw throbs and I shake.
Crawling out of bed, I am on my roof looking at the moon.
made whole under its gaze,
with the moon comes you, you never ask,
You don't want to know, and I am glad.
You know I am broken, you are happy with what is left.
Here in my silence, the wind touches my naked skin.
I am bared before you,
And in moments tears drying on my face.
Arms raised to offer all of me
My innocence is revealed, the mask removed.
I am as I am to be,
bared and loved. On tip toes leaning into the wind,
The moon makes my skin soft,
I am dying inside, but to the world.
I am alrady dead,
but tonight I am fire and light.
I am made of wind and water and crawling under my skin
is the hunger to find my peace.
I may die tomorrow,
but tonight I am more alive then I have ever been
