Done

I accepted your abusive love with thankfulness

but you punished me for my gratitude

your poison I drank like living water

diluting what once was pure hearted

I look to the well of my heart a deep reservior

never knowing the taste of pure love

seeking to quench the thirst of my soul I stay restless

wandering through the barren lands of my mind

delusion and desperation past the time

longing to cure the wounds that infected me

a tormented soul that craves solace

loyal to the abandonment of my pain

I rest in the stilness of my silence