Today was supposed to be a good day.
Today I crunched the pavement,
Slammed your truck door and saw my most favorite meadows rimmed with red.
Like your eyes were trying to convey the blood your mind wanted to spill.
You let me hold you,
Until you were called back and I begged you to stay,
I cannot stand the thought of you alone, alone in that house with the echoes of your thoughts reverberating against the knife on your chest,
Lover,
I know things are tough.
I know you don't feel loved.
I know you're angry all the time and your family treats you like an apparition instead of the partitioner who sits next to them
But please,
If there's a noose around your neck holding all the words in I need to know,
I need to hug you and kiss you,
And promise you that everything will be alright,
Now I cannot promise things won't be broken,
But I swear that I will never leave,
I love every single inch of you and your beautiful mind
However chaotic and violent it may be,
I will stay here,
If you bleed I bleed with you,
But at the end of the night I promise the blood on the floor will not be ours.
