And so it bleeds...

Words cannot form
This burning pain
Scraping against the wounds
of my heart
Broken


Soothe it the rain could never
By no means of thought
Logic sleeps but the heart wakes
Groping blindly in the increasing
Silence


Idiot mouths speak
Worthless venom of speech
That our charity wrong
Immensely my heart
Hurts


Yet still I hear you singing
in the distance forming
A smile on my face
Of your assuring voice bringing
Hope


In your embrace my heart rests
My soul secured to the One above
A slow healing, a bandage wrapped
Bring forth
Peace