• Drunk on you words like a sweet intoxication
    Drawn to your every breath like a venomous inhalation
    I cling to a veil of security; rather bleed on the inside than show myself to the world
    I'm drowning on tears you can't even see me crying; dim witted suffocation
    Injuries appear like cryptic writing; my flesh the parchment, the knife my pen.
    I spell disaster openly, unfearful to consequences it might render my selfish sin
    The moment the blood begins to drip, drip from my skin I feel the self righteousness be bred
    once more within
    Your face so hauntingly beautiful, your words so sweet; your truths so twisted
    they've become your deceit
    Blinded by passion, so much longing for the natural craving lust
    Finger nails clawing at this facade, picking apart the scabs that have formed its crust
    Each opening scar revealing grievous wounds that just won't heal
    Too late has the sorry I've been waiting for come, the departed just won't feel
    You've broken the seal, the beast that rages within just won't heed the call
    The scraping of metal against the stone denotes the stroke of the clock when things shall
    cease to be real
    The shimmering of metal flashing through the glimmers in the dark, the sledge maul
    Eyes wide awake, yet entranced by that of a lucid nightmare; nothing left but to deal
    Deliverance achieved, is a breath heaved from lungs so long left catatonic
    Tongue caught in my throat, as eyes wide and gray stare forwards in the horror of whats
    unraveled
    Nailed to the floor; darkness consuming me, or so it seemed no one around me this frightening
    dream
    Hearts strings unweaving themselves at the core, detaching themselves like cords to a harp; at the seams