Empty passions—
Nightly reverberations.
Rain is my inside
Turned out—
And pain the surface
Of my skin.
Sometimes at night
I roll over
And look for you—
Then remember—
You’re locked
In my dreams,
Safe,
Where no one
Can hurt you.
But you hurt me, Love—
I forgave you my scars
Bandaged wounds,
Forgot the past..
But you hurt me, Love,
And it’s so damn hard
To forget that.