You wound your way
into my heart
like barbed wire.
Your thorns twisting
straight through me.
Moving deeper
with every beat.
Ba dum / Ba dum / Ba dum.
holding on
harder
tighter
never to let me go.
I am made and remade
Continually.
Because ...
to be human is to be broken.
And broken
is its own kind of beautiful.
And,
Fate
Loves
the
Fearless.
A lot can happen in a year.
06/02/2016
My thanks to Roshan, R.M Drake, Virginia Woolf and Pintrest for the words.
