You drown me in sorrow, pull me beneath.
Each wave a torment, stealing my peace.
But even as I sink in this sea of despair.
I find myself wrapped in the warmth you share.
Your words are bruised, deep and unkind.
But it’s in your wounds that I’m defined.
You tear me apart, yet make me complete.
For in the wreckage, your love is sweet.
Though you break me, I crave the pain.
For within your torment, I find my name.
You hurt me deeply, but your love binds me, holds me in place.
And though I bleed, I can’t let go.
Your love is the only home I know.
A twisted love that fills my soul.
In your arms, shattered, I am whole.
