Opening Up
My soul was suffering
I was laid bare of all I was
Or could be
I took on the world but couldn't fit it all in my chest no matter how hard I pushed
I was opened up
My pain gave birth to a river and flooded it's banks
They say what hurts you blesses you
I have been baptized in my own blood
It wasn't a gift
What am I giving you if it's all overflow
We never ask for anything
All I ever wanted was to feel your hands searching the dark for mine
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