Monday, November 2, 2009

Lone Wolf

I've cut my heart out to show you its red blood and beating pulse,
to prove to you we are but one in the same.

I've cut my eyes out so that I can not judge you,
so I can give you unconditional love.

I've cut my tongue out so I don't somehow offend you or
embarrass you.

I taken in your words until they fill my ears and
I can hear no other sound.

I stain your clothes with my pain.
I am a leper.

Have no guilt for shaming me.
I am the lone wolf.

I have known years upon decades of no one.
Except my own face.

My own person to hold accountable.
To provide comfort.

Today I stand here before you,
heart beating in blood stained hands.

vulnerable.
helpless.
lovable.