Edited lyrics to "Love, love"

You make me bleed happy.
When it is comforting to know my pride has wounded me
Revert back I return to You,
return to You.

But when it's not my inflated head
I can cry better, louder
Then I know I have lost out this time
Now I am wounded and need to heal
At my disdain, because I believed this time it was safe
to disclose some more of me.


Is it possible to die of a broken heart?

Can one die of a broken heart?


Months and months before
I requested a throw to Your threshing floor
Now I surrender. You have successfully torn my view
Of days unnumbered, ever endless
Pain-voids now filled with baked, stark memories

Turned to cakes of spiritual food.
They learn, and so do I.
I eat, without joyful pretense
As I remember my famished soul.

And this is joy, ever-fought for.
Joy, forever sought.
I cannot smile without it costing something
My body You have bought.

This is it. A completed heart in You.
Completed joy in You.

Your Love,
You're Love.

My thriving soul that is teeming

and
feeding on You.