I once laughed in the face of a maniac
I laughed at the desperate pleas he plead
Laughed at the thoughts running through his head
Laughed when with pointed fingers he accused
Me; and my heart with words he abused
I am now the maniac
Grasping and clinging to the sourness around
Ripping and tearing and shredding through sound
Losing myself and my dignity in spite
Of all I try and try as I might
To hold on to every last bit of my heart
That’s being broken and torn apart
Broken over knees like dry fire logs
Lost and wondering through questioning fog
Pieces of me and bits of you
Thrown to the wind with all we do
Floating to the ground likes leaves in the fall
Between gaps in fingers of my own after all
Words cut through like the sharpest of knives
Gutting my heart from side to side
What’s left of my love spilling onto the floor
All of me still aching to be held and adored
Slowly time inches by liquid and dripping and leaking
Through cracks in the floor open and creaking
Escaping to a brighter place
Where sun shines warm on my lover’s face
Lips tongue and breath forming tender words of love
Golden beams washing down from above
Showering me I revel in my remedy
Bathing in virtue and pure symphony
Melodic waves running through
Open abrasions cuts and wounds
Stitching sewing and conclusive
Binding together what was torn and elusive
Torn at the seams will never be seamless
Lines map out history of hopeless and dreamless
Nights and days hours and minutes
Mistaking and learning permanent signets
Tattooed and drawn upon my essence
Pictures colored of past and present
Redemption is here I twirl and spin
Delighting in the radiance that beams out from within
I once laughed in the face of a maniac
I laughed at the desperate pleas he plead
Laughed at the thoughts running through his head
Laughed when with pointed fingers he accused
Me; and my heart with words he abused
God is inside me I believe this is true
Evermore through and through
And. This. Is. All. I. Need.
