Wednesday, December 28, 2011

It was Love

You rage against the demon
You fight the beast inside
You bend, you break, you crumble
As you cling to what’s left of your pride

You’re weakened from the nightmare
You’re ravaged from the pain
You sink into the comforting darkness
As the faceless lay the blame

You feel so broken, so empty
There’s blood smeared over your face
You long to leave the void behind
To feel a loving embrace

But the hand that reaches out to you
Is the one that gave the shove
That sent you down the spiral
And told you it was love