Priye!

 I have tormented myself of this
Hoping death took me, and time forgot
but here we are 
Your woes, 

                            you, 

                                your woes of me
and questions in furore
with nothing to show
nothing to hold
and my blood and body have now run cold
yet your presence
Drags me back to life
I do not wish, but has my soul never known
to choose my heart, before you somehow
It couldn't even hope to think of such
I resign to this moment, fall into its shambles
Tell me beloved,
What must I plead
for your transgressions,
your guilt
your pride
I always have
It kept me alive
It made me fall in love
with pain, pleasure
hate and strife
Come beloved, sit with me
I will steady your hands to cut me
smile, watching you see
my veins hurt no more
for your hands soothe the sores
How the sorrow of your actions has hardened me
Then we will speak more of my wrong
As I admire your lovely eyes
lose the meaning of being free
Then ask for a moment 
walk a few steps away
wipe my eyes and find them blind
I once had eyes, I once had speech
I have now only replaced it with thee