Amateur Blood

Depth above,
suddenly, stubbornly fold,
amateur,
smother me, let it hold.
Oh, our rivalry, young,
oh, a tide on your tongue,
hide in it all.
A blurry bruise,
I was brotherly, motherly through,
a callous youth,
what a way to lose
all of you.
I can't get rid of your blood,
but I can't let go of your love.