Take Me

The most fragile parts of me I reveal to you openly.
Without fear, I shine light on the secrecy of my vulnerabilities,
Letting go, and giving you the most intimate parts of me, willingly.
See me in my sincerity, and take me into your heart lovingly—
For I am a man of strength, devotion, and intimacy
Who has survived the bitter cold of tragedy and has loved deeply;
The seasons pass by — and many tears I have cried silently.
If you receive me, receive me completely, in my joy; in my agony.

Rescue My Heart

Rescue me from the torment of uncertainty,
And with the sweetness of your lips,
Tell me emphatically that you love me—
Lest I perish from heartbreak, unloved and in a state of insanity,
In tears, reaching for illusions of you—
Embracing nothingness, and telling you again and again
That you are my angel, and that you are beautiful.

My Angel

I am shattered, but cradle me in my ruin;

I am unloved, so hold me in your bosom,
and let me feel the heartbeat of love again;

I am in constant pain, so don’t forsake me
when I fall to my knees in incessant weeping;

My body and soul are weary, so when you look upon me
kiss me, and whisper sweet things to me when I am sleeping;

I cry out, from the depths and darkness of desolation,
so spread your white wings in light, and rescue me
from utter devastation — my angel.

Mirrored Pain

See yourself in her.
Her struggles.
Her agony.
Her alienation from family.
Feel the levels of her depths
in every breath.
Feel the heavy weight
of her anxiety and stress.
Hear the lament in her speech
and in yourself.
Revisit your childhood trauma,
and take heed that her story
may be similar.
Go past her exterior,
and see all the elements
that make her.

Cry No More

She dies inside but wants to live.
The purging of years of pain is like giving birth again and again.
In labor she wails, pausing in-between screams to deeply inhale.
Her spirit carries her over peaceful waters, and she will not fail.
She is weary, but her resolve forces her to endure;
The day approaches when she will smile angelically
In the heavenly glow of her beauty and cry no more.

They

They couldn’t see the beauty in you,
but you are beautiful.
They couldn’t sense the strength in you,
but you have overcome.
They couldn’t see the light in you,
but you shine like the sun.
They couldn’t reach the depths of you,
because their souls are shallow.
They could never love you,
because their hearts are hollow.