Endless.

It's a cycle that I can't run from.
I've been tested over and over
And I always pass the trials.
And from those tests
I'm lead out of many waters.
I'm vulnerable.
I need to sort through my health and emotions.
I've found that my eyes well up on a daily basis
And I can't seem to untie the knot in my throat
Or unlock the chain attached to the ball around my ankle

Crack the window,
Let me breathe a bit,
Just one that's fresh.
I've been trying to put a band-aid on my cut,
But I realized I have far too many wounds
And not enough bandages to stop the bleeding.
I haven't opened the curtains today.

I want to give pure and innocent love.
But I can't.

And I'm frustrated.

And incomplete.
I'm sorry.