It's a long story of tearful nights, of brutal beatings, or cold flights.
But alas we're not here to trouble over the past, it's turbulence we choose to fast-
We're here to discuss a matter of hearts that takes us beyond the boundaries of lust.
Although I must confess, I am a bit twisted, my shady mouth full of snakes- I mislead.
I'm sorry to those of you tonight who do not wish to read this, who do not care for the sight.
My stomach grows weak at the thought of what could have been?? I'm sorry my love, I should have seen it then.
Please, don't leave. I beg of you, stay. I could not bare the thought of my heart ripped away.
I fall, I make mistakes, I fuck up and I am ashamed, but I am after all human, and I don't now know what to say.
A little bruised, a little worn, a little cursed, a little torn. I'm a pathetic excuse for a cause, but please don't be blinded by my flaws.
I was inconsiderate, I showed no restraint, I ruined any chances, I made a fatal mistake.
But for the hope of the lost, please show me some grace, let me make up for my short comings- eat all my mistakes.
It may be too forward, but I wish I could be held, within your arms I never knew, within a love I never held.
-Jessica Carpenter-