Feel the heart that sinks through floors.
Float the farce -
crawl on all fours.
A spider never lost its step
when caught in its own web.
Weave the trail that eats the mist.
**** it in.
Explode essence.

You sting like a bee
You're the cut on my knee
But I still have that need
To be trapped, and not freed

I have a need to wrap you up in my arms
A need to hold you in the dark
A wish to still feel your warmth
And the power to stay during the darkest storms

Even though it sometimes hurts
I will love you till we're as old as dirt.

the sound of your voice
reminds me of an ice cube
cracking against water's touch
maybe it's because
your soul is frozen
and your words are cold