crumbbum

Here goes-

How can it be
that so many are just waiting to die
Pallid hands creeping up the
virgin's skirt
that awful grin
would it be so bad to walk alone?
wandering through the ruins of my crumbled home
I was never one to be satisfied
with letting things fade
and I won't let you go/drop your hand/watch you fall
far below

They won't do it to both of us
And now the bombs are falling
and my knees are cut
but I will last
until the end, to get through this
we are all waiting for the dawn, child
if only I could feel your breath
lose this dread
begin again
undo these nightmares, screaming dreamscapes burning in my memory
I plead with G-d to release me
and I will wrap you in blankets
and wipe you clean
and touch the tear from your cheek to my lips
it will never leave me


Kind of long complicated relationship- she had been preyed on by a sexual predator a year before(over a long period, guy was in position of authority, totally messed with her head, she thought that it had been her doing). She didn't "get" what had happened, I "woke her up" and she was in the process of reclaiming herself. In the process she rejected me, which was very painful. It's kind of abstract, a lot of different feelings went into it. I basically took a lot of pain, staying with her(though I stopped doing sexual things with her) until she was seeing a therapist and I knew she was in a good place.