Come Home To Love

I walk through streets,

With metal grills

Over open shutters.

Where hate sings,

And Love stutters.

Lonely I walk,

Back from your street,

Burdened with another

Promise to keep.

Lonely I walk,

Away from you.

Because you sit

Much too afraid to

Make it through.

Sit with your fear,

Sleep away the guilt

Bury every sin

In the perfection

Of your quilt.

You want to pretend

That you're perfect.

But the only one

You seem so to

Is me.  Can't you see?

But you want me

To walk away lonely.

Or you want me

To wait patiently,

While you figure

It all out.

One or the other

The other or the one.

Every smile is a knife,

Every word is a gun.

And we're bleeding baby,

Are we happy now?

I need to shed this anger,

But I don't know how.

Because I can see you,

Sitting alone, unsure

Confused, unable

To do right anymore.

I can hear it clearly,

When your voice breaks.

Forcing yourself to face

It all by yourself,

No matter what it takes.

Come, silly girl, come

To these tireless arms.

Come home to my Love.

Let these shoulders of mine

Shelter you from doubt,

From fear, from harm.

I try my best to understand

What you're going through.

But I don't know 

How it feels to be you.

This isn't the end,

It'll never be too late.

Be an Ocean of love,

Pulled by the Moon,

Of my boundless faith.