Make up sex

mad
and broken
and lost
I need a fight
in the dead of night
love has turned to hate
even as we mate
is this our fate
angry sex
and a roller-coaster of anger
our lives are a blur
with no way out
of this devastating doubt
and spiritual drought
so I turn to you
and you're not there
it's just not fair
as you battle own inner demons
that our hate has spawned
mad and broken
and lost
look at the cost
our souls covered in frost
and then like the tides
we find love hides
deep within our divide
as something grows inside
numb and holding hands
together in the sands
as waves wash over our souls
filling in the holes
finding our love is whole
resting my head on your shoulder
thinking something bolder
unbroken
we've been found
still bound
yet defiantly mad
or just a little bit crazy