My battle scars.
Wounds that I thought were long healed.
Little did I know
It's still fresh and alive
Bleeding and swelling
Infesting my entire being.
Little did I know
That little girl
I hate so much to be
Is still alive.
Anger and rage
Re-erupted.
And I fear tomorrow.
Lover, I am aware of you.
I am aware of your tugging at my heart.
I am aware of your calling.
But Lover, I want more.
I want Your embrace.
I want Your overwhelming affection.
I want intimacy.
I want assurance.
I want security.
I want peace.
Lover, I'm exhausted.
