Sacrifice

I arrived with a giving heart, comfort appeared  in the shadows of a price of sacrifice/

relations of simplicity reeled me in hook, line as I sank into the warmth of slow

torture/ Boom! lightning hit my chest/ splitting my heart in two on numerous 

occassions/ I began to ask myself how much must I sacrifice for tears to my root to

blossom in a concrete jungle/ I had already twice polinated / beautiful wounded soul/

I motion to she mothering nature/ again i polinated as my kingdom was abandoned

a first/ Momentary reconciliation perched at the end of the begining of a tunnel/

The laughter was no more/ It was come and go/ Even in a second polination of

the relation/ The kingdom was again abandoned.