Something to Believe In

We all need something

Wounds coat my body,

Tearing me to shreds

Each cut precise,

As if inflicted on purpose

To maximize the pain

 

Around me glitters shards of glass

The hollow mirror stands before me

The reflection I once knew

Looking up at me from the fragments

Eyes cold and dead and sightless

But somehow staring into my soul

 

This is me,

This broken thing,

This is what you’ve got to work with

But you don’t seem to care,

Not at all,

As your lips brush over each mutilation,

Staining red with my pain

 

You give me something to believe in

Your touch is so soft,

To my raw, aching skin,

Your words whisper hope

Something I’d lost along the way

 

You give me something to believe in

You lift me into your arms,

Warm, comforting and safe,

To guide me back to myself,

Picking up the pieces one by one

 

You give me something to believe in,

A chance to be whole again,

Each kiss breathes new life into me,

Each night in your arms heals a scar

You give me something to believe in

Reviews

[Brian Csati]

Gothic/romantic style poetry. Enjoyable!

[A. Amos]

Love your romantic soul and every single word pouring out from your heart.