....

The more you pierce,
the more I fear,
that my heart,
doesn't belong to you.

" I love you so much,"
" You are so beautiful,"
then why do I hurt,
and tears drown my face.

Are you oblivious?
With your so called
dictations?
Cause all you do
is scream out my imperfections.

Then why stay,
if you feel a heavy burden?
Is it true love?
Or are you terrified of your lonesome
state of mind?

You were my heart,
I gave you my restored temple,
but it took you to see,
the insanity of my broken heart,
to realize the intensity of my love.

Go ahead!
show me your burstful weakness,
Go ahead!
Call me prideful,
Go ahead!
and proclaim I have deaf ears.

All I needed,
Is the warmth of your strong love,
to break the chains of my mistakes,

But sadly,
you are too broken,
to repair my dying heart.

But now I see,
that God will repair me,
and better yet,
he will transform me,
into the woman you expected me to be.