(Constant Change of Emotion). Cause To Stumble.

Can you hear me?? 
Somebody please! 
My feet have blisters, 
My legs, they bleed. 
I run, but yet, I cannot be free. 
I chain my feet with words 
And bruise them with emotion. 
Peel the parts that burn 
For the belief that 
Love equals Commotion. 

Blind myself to all other concepts, 
Give no reason to hear it’s truth,
Dig myself a deeper hole,
Stop this race for love at the very beginning of youth. 
For the fear that love, 
Love equals Corrosion. 
But my internal instrumentals were already torn. 
Who would pray that when a love such as that dies, 
Another is born? 

I stumbled once again. 
Ripped off another layer of my skin. 
Became a slave to my own emotions. 
Sank myself into the depth of darkness. 

Slowly faded away. 
 
And as I gasped for my very last
breath of life. 
My line of thought traced 
back to you,  
Where my race for love began. 
The sound of footsteps on
silent streets, 
To hear your breath between
each word. 
To graze your skin when our
hands would meet. 
My heart you where able to lure. 

But at times I am a cause to stumble. 
A meddler in my own race. 
Beaten, bruised, battered. 
I slow down my own pace. 
At first I asked if anyone
could hear me,
I now picture that you do. 
Mouthing the words that keep
me going, saying 
“I love you.”