Trembling in the Arms of a Puddle
Mouths open when hearts shatter
And from that mouth--a scream
One which could disintegrate the very bones
And leave us staggering, reaching for the closest support
Breaking never felt so necessary.
Why does one fall apart for another
Only to watch the other crumble before them?
And we're left picking up the broken pieces together.
If I promise to hold you, will you hold me as well?
Sometimes love isn't formed from desire.
When desire can breed despair.
If the carnal pleasures were twisted, torn
Mutated into something of a nightmare
Would one truly wish to bed unknowing?
And so shall I fear behind closed doors.
Rarely do I lie in the fetal position
Yet here I am, clutching to the remnants
Of a liquid ghost that slips through my fingers
Parching my throat and leaving me empty.
Our voices hide our pain so well;
Until we talk to each other...
Hands never shook so loudly before
Beating the rhythm of my heart into the desk
As I watch your words and know
Exactly where you are coming from.
If we lean on each other, how long will we truly stand?
I never wanted to fall
But if I had no other choice
At least let me descend with someone
Who wouldn't mind sharing the impact.
Sometimes you have to re-break a fracture
Before it can heal correctly...
Pain is but a stepping stone...