Justification

The void, has it been filled?
Or is it just a simple fool’s wish?
I love you, overtly clichéd, yet symbolic?
Who has the ability
To teach this damnèd soul
How to soar again?

Breathe once – oxygen
Breathe twice – life
Breathe thrice – heaven
In the arms of an angel.

One more chance to be hurt
One more chance to bleed
To die.
This poor soul wonders,
Does it get another chance,
For Happiness or Hurt
Caged emotion,
A guarded heart, waiting
Wanting and yearning for
Someone to release it.

A jagged gouge (crimson beauty)
Tender kisses (impure intentions)

Two damnèd souls; a third chance
Desperate to know if
Trust = Love
Or is it a replay of the deception game?