I Choose This

Love come into my heart...

Weld whole its fragments and pieces...

Before it is forever shunned into the dark...

Use any action as needed....

I don't want to remember or relive it...

Don't let darkness wrap me in.....

You see me my actions are speakin...

Recieve, Perceive what my mind has spilt and is leakin....

This heart of mine is fatally wounded from its long abuse and misuse it's worn and torn...

So bad it just may be bleedin....

Early in the day I almost had collapsed leanin when I stood to go smoke a cig....

I feel and see that my picture has been painted....

With a darker color green...

Shaded jaded....

In ways related take is makin me defenseless without my own born blade aided...

I go to my own roots...

I self medicate copin sedated....

But only for a moment....

Especially soon when I once again no longer condone it....

Maybe I should schedule a doc appointment and see what my doctor proposes....

I suppose this is a good time before death approaches....

But why?.........

I choose this.....