Use Another Poem by Rob Spiering

You shred my skin, for all those to see,
In your next words you say you love me,
Your words are like darts.
You actions like fire.

I am only good for you if I surrender,
Pack up my dreams and desires,
For lips that are made from barbed wire.
A body made of stone.
A hart empty of blood.

I once love you but I am better off on my own.
I am a slave to you know more.
I offer my hart and sole to the lord above.
Watch over me and help my hurt.
Make me strong as the sun never to get burned again!