lessons learned
"Pain is transformative. We are programmed for it to be the fastest lesson we will ever learn."
My heart is black.
Don't give me love that is subtle.
If you are coming for me, come bare knuckled with guns blazing.
Come ready to wipe soot off my heart, which was badly burned.
And come bravely or not at all.
Timidity bores me, straight laced innocence is an attractive and anything ordinary must be meant for someone else.
Not me.
So go.
I want love like lightning and passion that borderlines violence.
I said border lines… if you hit people, red flag.
No thank you lesson learned.
I still remember walking away from my own body and if I can do that what makes you think I'll wait for anything that isn't everything?
I'm not in this for safety and security.
I can handle myself.
Give me all of your knives and cut me open.
But please don't cut me too deep.
I have become so calloused that my touch is rough for anyone soft.
So, have a backbone.
My heart is black.
My eyes wide open.
I smile often.
I'll always love too hard or not at all.
Spades.
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