Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Mercy

Won't you call me those sweet things again?
So I don't have to pretend to be tough.
Can I be weak and vulnerable and just fall apart in your arms?
Hold me so tight until I can't breathe. Bite down on me til' it bleeds.
Then kiss the pain away. Take all of me.
Make me yours, so home will never again be out of reach.