Band-Aid

10-24-04

I'm deep in the cut now;

I'm lost in the blood.

Rouge swirls encase my body.

I thought I'd never be here again,

that I lost the directions for good this time.

But when everything's falling apart,

and my walls have come crashing down around me,

and where I used to find safety and support has made my heart break;

Where else can I go,

but here?

To the once familiar pain,

I've caused myself.

His love is my band aid,

my anti-septic,

that heals all of life's wounds.

Without his shield,

I wither from the fiery dragon.

I melt away with time,

and bleed myself for comfort.