PAIN BLEEDS LOVE
DAVE THE POET

Clouds whisper, Angels sing
Thunder mocks, Tyrants and Kings
Let mercy and passion show the way
Water, Breath, Soul, Pray
An invisible man, Stays in bed
Waiting for gravity, To fall on his head
Luck runs out, Time is true
Pain bleeds love, Do you
Bathed in self doubt, Be cast out
When every day begins, With you shedding your skin
You can taste defeat, Smell the end
Vengeance is your own
Be reborn, As your own new best friend