The blood trickled down
my arm...

Destruction rode in on studded wings,
grasping my hand tight...

Skin deep scars are nothing
compared to the scars...

Traces of blood
on my sleeve...

Wilt thou love me through all
of my troubles...

Trees whipping
back and forth...

Splish
splash...

In your arms my soul
belongs...

A blanket of safety
your arms do create...

Your heart is poundingh
your body is cold with delight...

Obesity
annorexic...

One tear shed
blood shall gush...