my RED RED RED ____

Every fault I find

are mine

I found them in you

buried deep

beneath all the good

that you keep

when I see them in you

I prod them

I stick them to you

and you will never be free

but every sin I latch to you

I latch to me

Was I born to break them down?

Or is my heart exactly where it should be?

p.s. I have given up on proper poetry. I no longer feel the need to fit my feelings into guidelines that only govern but do not enhance.

Oh please.

Turns out you weren't made of stones.

Every moment that I thought you were there,

you were somewhere else.

I'll never forget what you did for this family,

nor will I forget what you did to it.

You have shattered my world and now I must look

to someone else for strength.

God, You must be everything. Immortals can't bleed.

Stand strong where I could not. Please stand strong.