Someone Has to Bleed

I tore my mother
when we parted
and I tore my lover
when we first joined
now she carries
a piece of me inside of her
I will carry
a piece of her upon my shoulders
oh, you are a holy mystery
I say your name is love
and it’s as close to truth
as I may ever come
I call you divine
but still you frustrate me
why is it love
always means someone has to bleed
and I know you bleed
My thoughts
are not your thoughts