need (10/13)

I need to know
if grace can reach this far
if sun can set apart
my silhouette
if days blur into one
if half written songs can be sung
I need to now
I am not half-hearted

it was me that started this fight
it was you I wrestled all night

I need to know that my pain has color
that bleeds with the sunset
that my joy swells in the morning
when greeted with dawn

love unending
love surrendering
grace is erasing
it's me I'm facing

white paint over
the broken places
pictures, faces
I do not regret
I cannot repent

and you hug me anyways



10/2013