Alone
tumbled down
scratching back up
only to crash
back
down
again
bruised slashed gutted.

Living hell
just trying to find
a little
heaven.

Pain is the compass
that led me down
the highway of scars
to the beacon
of your
eyes.

I will kiss your
tears
you will hold my
heart
as I carry you to
the doorstep of our
own private
heaven.