WE HURT THE ONES WE LOVE THE MOST

We hurt the ones we love the most, we say
Love, hate; torturous emotions explode as here I lay in wait for the inevitable apology that comes far too late.
The soul doth weep,for those words cut deep and for eternity will keep.

They say that sticks and stones may break my bones but believe me Lord, those words do indeed hurt me.
So I attempt to flee, yet empty space is all I see, bereft of both love and harmony.

Invisible bonds that bind me,
Untie me, but do not deny me what is rightfully mine, a chance to shine,
Bask in your love, Praise and Pride,
This innate need for you to provide,
Affirmation of all I hold dear before it dissolves once again to be replaced,
By fear.

We hurt the ones we love the most, we boast,
Whilst all that remains is a ghost,
A former self; embryonic, naked in its complexity,
The ultimate contradiction before you,
That person,
Is ME.

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  1. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kQZvpkNjA2o TY SEGALL-SLEEPER

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