"Please, don't scream."
"Yes..."
"I know, my dear..."
"I'M the mess," you say.
"But aren't we all, my sweet?"
"A beautiful disaster?"
"We all are, honey."
Oh...
I taste...
Your honey...
Jasmine, and sweet kisses...
Your soothing words...
Oh...
You
Wooed
Me...
And I fell...
Fell...
Fell...
Fell...
Into your arms.
There you stand.
Your accusing finger.
That sword you draw...
At my heart...
"Baby! I'm not the enemy."
Do you grin when you point your finger?
Do you find glee in casting your stones?
Hurling the blame?
"Baby, please!"
Sweetheart, in that moment, I felt the terror.
I shook with fear.
And where were you?
Yelling in my ear.
Yes, I chose to walk into that fire.
I began to melt with rage.
Yes, yes, yes, I KNOW.
Sweet baby, I know...
He tempted...
Oh Lucifer, you reared...
Yes, I failed, and...
Well, I guess...
YOU are flaweless.
And since perfection is your mantra...
Well...
I guess...
You don't need a Savior.
God! You know I do!
I can't breathe without you!
And no baby, it ain't you...
Because yes...
I am a beautiful mess.
With a beating heart
And a soul
And a vision
And a mind
And I've FOUND LOVE.
TRUE love...
Well...
HE found me...
And
Yes...
I am confident of this.
I am vulnerable,
And beautiful,
And ALIVE.
ALIVE
ALIVE!!!
And you?
Silence.
I hold my head in my hands and scream!!!
WHY ARE YOU PUNISHING ME, MY SWEET!!?
I don't know, baby...
And I weep...
I mourn...
Your heart was beating...
Please don't let it fade.
GOD!
Cease your walk with the dead.
"Baby! I know you're in there!"
Knocking!
I'm Knocking!
HE's KNOCKING!!
Open the door!!
If see a corpse knitted with flesh that walks in a labyrinth of cadavers.
"No!"
I said, "fight hard."
You did for a time.
And then, the vision we had...
Faded.
Out like a burning flame...
A wick only smoking...
Now wax.
Hard and cold.
The visions are gone...
You chose fear...
Fear was your guide...
So choose your path, baby...
And I'll choose mine...
Goodbye my dear...
Goodbye...
