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I was not blind to you and the ways in which you made it worse but I was weak, sick even and so in need and it was you who poisoned me but also you who was my medicine the blood & the bones
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Because of what he could not or chose not to give, as it had not been given to him, whether it was time or love or pride or praise. Because of this, I look for it in barren places and men only halfway in. Stoic, guarded, unavailable. Sure to hurt me, in one way or
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by now you know you will find me where the wildest flowers grow for I planted far away from any that could pick me it is beautiful here most days and yet I am withering even surrounded by all this beauty I am alone it has been so long since I have felt the touch
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to want youis to livein fearof losinga ghosta whispera momenta thingthat cannotbe caughtor keptor mine the blood& the ones
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but what is the point of missing you when I can do nothing about it but sit with it and watch it destroy me the blood & the bones
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IT’S THE WAYYOUR TOUCHSTAYS FOR DAYSHOW EACH TIMEI SITI THINKOF HOWYOU LEAVEYOUR LOVEWITH ME THE BLOOD& THE BONES
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your namelives in metal on my wristand carried in deep pocketsof my heartspoken when the drink is pouredand my memories get the best of meI want to scream it to the worldto tell them about youbut I am scared it falls on deaf earsdishonering your sacrificewhen they don’t want to hear itso I carry you
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one day when I am somebody you will see why I could not settle for just being anybody the blood & the bones
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there are few that hunt but he will and someday he’ll come for me and I will have no choice but to be his the blood & the bones
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I’m terrified that when I’m finally ready or better or good enough or whatever fucking lie I’m calling it today you’ll be gone the blood & the bones
The Blood & The Bones 