Dec 11 2014, 06:18 PM

Would You Stay With Me? I could pour out my heart So that its contents may fall like waterfalls And crumble into rivers that lead to streams I wonder if you would catch them Reach out and touch them And as fast and flighty they may slip through your fingers Would you continue to cast your mortal glance At those rivers that lead to shining streams And would you wonder if the pieces of my heart dance upon them like ethereal gleams If you stretched out your head At the threat of drowning and ending dead To see where the rivers would have lead Would you have saved me, as I stood on edge and bled? Not the color red But a black that was ashy like cinder That flaked off adverse hands ready to clutch With their poisoned fingers The shreds of my heart, fragments of my soul that are splintered I would pour out my heart Until it deflates and beats sluggishly And when the color leaves my visage And my skin is cold and icy I would ask if you’re afraid of me Because underneath those still water surfaces Is a monster that sleeps restlessly Consumed with pulsing anger that beats firmly Would you continue to love me? In spite of this blackness that locks away both our dreams Would you be my spirit and body’s referee? And fill the punctured mess in my chest with your divinity And lastly as I pour out my heart to you And my hollow beating drums begin to cease And my frantic breathes begin to ease As the life within me takes it leave I would ask, would you stay with me?