Sick of circling the same road,
Sick of bearing the guilt,
So open the windows to cool off,
And heat pours in, instead

Perfect in weakness,

All my efforts to clean me
Leave me putrid and filthy
And how can you look at me
When I can't stand myself

I tried to kill you.
You tried to save me.

You save me.
ashlynnx ashlynnx
26-30, F
1 Response Aug 5, 2010

This is absolutely beautiful and heart-wrenching ... thank you for sharing.