Silence troubles my thoughts for these past few days. I've done nothing but sulk in this hypocrisy. Never have I seen such words made to this heart. I watch myself bleed from the scar you have incised. Flee to your sinful gates of forgiveness, as you cover this face of ignorance with a veil of innocence. Where am I left this past year of give take give, and what are you hiding from? These two eyes which gave you sight? At night I would dream of your gut-writhing touch. Frightened, I awake choking on my tongue, feeling my body soaking in sweat, wishing it was yours. It was yours beading through your skin, and steeping deep into my bed. Darkness controls my thoughts, as these pas few nights I've conjured excuses to live. Dealing with my mistakes, and the revelation that I don't need your faith, I want to watch you bleed... and regret every last word you've said.

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