A Secret Garden

I once was a blackened soul,
Covered in the mire of my failures.
My eyes have always been blinded
By the vision of hindsight and
I constantly screamed in anguish-
The pain in my empty arms too great
To ever possibly bear.

I held out my hand to you,
And tried to bury my agony in deeds.
To my surprise, I pulled you up and
Yet I found myself unable to let go.
A smile crossed my stony face.
The words exchanged were soothing,
My spirit raised once more.

Now I cannot stop myself
On this path I'm beating feet to,
Running away from who I was
Into the person I will become.
A brightly-shining excuse to burn
The pictures scrawled in blood,
And carry my own weight lies in you.

I want to wrap my arms around you,
Whisper gently into your ear,
Trail my bloodstained fingers
Down your soft alabaster neck;
Pressing myself against you fiercely,
Sanguine lips marking you as mine-
You could come with me.