And so you Hurt, I hurt too. I extend my scarred hand to you. A Heart Filled, gorged ready to burst , waiting to quench an unquenchable thirst. Even the deaf man hears Loves song. His suffering endures far too long. Love has no stake in what is truth, its the infectious bite of a jagged tooth. And so you hurt, I hurt too. I extend my scarred hand to YOU.
It just came to me. I know im not a Poet but I felt the need to express..........
"To the last, I will grapple with thee... from Hell's heart, I stab at thee! For hate's sake, I spit my last breath at thee!" - Khan (reciting Melville)