The Blood & The Bones

despite all my will
my endeavors
my anger
my hurt
my disdain
despite all of what
I cannot wrap these words around
to pull it and them back into me
to understand and give reason to
this ever present ache
despite time and silence
decaying hope
the slow departure of my own grace
and shame
so much fucking shame
I have never
never
stopped believing
you’d find me again
someday

the blood
& the bones