Lost myself in your arms,
I came to you wounded,
Found ground sturdy enough to walk upon,
Now you’re winning at killing me,
As I regain my strength, you race against me,
One day this spool will snap,
Sick in my gut,
Could this ever work?
Every pore has swelled with doubt,
But I can’t persuade my hesitant uncertainty,
Stunted, despite being a skeptic from the start,
I mistook your sincerity,
Please disprove me.