Grace.

 Grace me with wisdom and strength.

Love of mine, I am at your mercy once again.

Fragile, implications laid to rest by your hands.

You look so beautiful in every way.

Pondering if I will ever return,

I keep walking, dragging the thorns, pulling my limbs along.

In the darkness behind my eyes, I see many things.

A white dress, your smile, my final end.

We were all meant to grow up, yet I fear nineteen.

I keep you close to my skin, but I am so ashamed.

I have hurt you.  It repeats so often, it kills me.

i want to fall apart... When I do, will anyone know?

Fine lines drawn across the sand, washed into the clouds.

Look how breathtaking you are, how sensible,

So serene in every move. I am disappointed in myself.

I have lost it all to be given you, forced to face the truth.

Asking the same things, can anyone understand me?

In constant route of thinking, speeding and slowing.

Cannot stop the shaking, the lonely feelings, the sadness.

Grace me with the love I only yearn for and believe in.

You are my one and only, my beginning, my end.

Fading in and out like ink on the page,

Save me, oh save me.

Before it is too late.

Author's Note

06.09.2014