Set me free

You said you’d stay,

Deep down I knew you would hurt me.

I’d hoped and prayed you’d have mercy on me

My weak soul and mind,

My wit to stay on my lane and not veer off to that which is not mine,

I knew from the very start you wouldn’t stay,

But you got a hold of me,

Your claws so deep in my flesh,

But the sweetness that is the pain you cause me,

Kept me asking for me,

Even though I knew you were not good for me,

I still craved the taste of your heart,

The blood sipping through my fingers,

Cold from your vein,

I didn’t know you had any.

Even though I knew it would hurt,

One bite was not enough.

Bite,

After bite,

After bite,

Beat,

After beat,

After beat,

I was heading to my grave.

You consumed me,

And I saw it all coming,

I opened the door for you,

Let you in,

Welcomed you with open arms,

Same arms I used to embrace me,

No mercy on me,

Your arms,

Embraced me,

But stabbed me as well,

Who is to blame?

You,

Or I?

Set me free,

Will you not?

Perhaps some good would do me good,

Some kindness would heal me,

Or not,

Because you know not what that means,

Leaving a trail of blood in your path,

And like a hungry hound,

I follow every step of your stinking scent,

You have me on a tight leash,

One I hate to have,

But hold it myself.

Have mercy on my bleeding heart,

Set me free.  

WAVE AFTER WAVE...

I look back,

And even though I know I shouldn't,

It's the only direction I feel safe enough to take on,

Ways I have walked before,

Lengths I have pulled in the past,

My only sanctuary,

In a world so uncertain.

Running so fast,


But the only direction I seem to be getting on,

Is backward.

Slow run,

Or fast step.

No one avenue seems to be the best.

And I cry and moan,

And hope to the heavens for mercy as deserved as my own death,

For only the warmth of my grave can comfort a drowning soul.

Tired,

Exhausted,

Not knowing right from wrong,

Or back from forth,

Back and forth I keep going,

Praying and hoping that this would be the last breath.

Help me,

Hold my hand, why won't you?

The waves of a life so uncertain threaten to carry me to the depth of the sea,

But see I am not afraid.

Should I be? I am not

I have been here before,

And wave after wave drifted me away from the truth I have known for so many a day.

Though I look back,

I know I shouldn't.

But behind me,

Is the only sure path that has led me to the unknown I see today.