The Blood & The Bones

love, hate

pleasure, pain

it is all just poetry

these words are carved into my heart

i breathe in and out soliloquy

and i walk down these sentences

and sit up on these love letters

it is all that i am

i know no other way to be

the hero, the damned

the beginning, the end

the blood and guts between

yes, i am

the poet

and

i am the poetry

LL

the blood & the bones