I only know of lullabies
addressed to my soul,
drip beautifully down
from your perfect lips,
washing away my fears.
If you only knew all the
things you said to me
were poisoning my mind.
Sure not of the truth anymore,
too many feelings colliding,
swirling around my head.
I know you’ve stolen
many pieces of me away,
selfishly for you;
meanwhile I have not
the pleasure of being one.
Trust that I, foolishly,
handed over to some degree,
forever is gone now.
’til God himself erases
away all the emptiness
that the loss of you
has caused in me.
If you only knew
how I felt, my love,
thought you were a gift,
sent from God himself,
fate intervening from above.








