These walls will never be white again
I think
As I scrub the stains
Soap suds mingle with howled tears
Gasped fears
A whisper
They will never be
white again
But I will dye them
scarlet
Til they drip with the pain of love
White no longer
Bloodied forever
Stricken hearts lying on the countertop
Scuffed, stolen
Jagged, jaded
Broken but beating
And this home will never be white again
No waxing, wielding, or wanting can cure it
Again, that voice
I'll dye it scarlet
Til it reeks of
redemption
I don't know if I dare to believe it
I don't know if I dare to believe it
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