To Be Your One And Only - Inked In Blood

Timeless, pensive, forever.

I cannot look you in the eyes and my words, choked back.

My message frayed, my songs unsung.

Watching my hopes gather dust I am left downcast;

the consequence of my

cowardice.

I swim like mad, lost at sea, a satellite breathing underwater.

Have you come to save me?

Your innocence is all I have that isn’t blasphemy;

a memory waiting to fade.

My hopes cannot be explained without showing you my scars.

What looks like fermented pain has a love aftertaste.

We can’t put this to rest.

This affects everything.

My sins are as a yoke bound to my neck.

I am a man who has been afflicted.

My eyes are spent with weeping, the perfection of beauty has stricken me.

You must not suffer my intent, your sympathy resounds like a farewell.

My hopes cannot be explained without showing you my scars.

What looks like fermented pain has a love aftertaste.

To be your one and only, I’d sever ties to life