domingo, 2 de noviembre de 2025

Madness into grace

I Stumbled Across My Room


I stumbled across my room,

delirious — madness absolute.

I tasted his sacred blood,

🩸 pure poison of love.


Inside of me, the turmoil stirs;

I am troubled, you are troubled.

Oh, where did all those feelings go?

Did you ever love me?


His love seeped deep into my veins,

like a never-ending song.

It burns — it burns — it hurts.


It collapses, collapses,

falls, and has fallen.


I keep so many things

locked inside my heart.

His blood is my blood,

my blood is his blood.


Your love is my love,

my love is your love.


Your life is my life,

my life is your life.


Your blood is my blood,

my blood is your blood.

I drank your blood,

you drank my blood,

and we swore in our vows

we would never be apart.


We are two made one,

entwined — becoming one.


I close my eyes —

and in that silence,

we dissolve,

light into light,

madness into grace.


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