He's falling asleep.

She's falling apart.

Shattered china on the floor.
Lots of slammin' of the doors.
You grab my hair, I break apart,
I shoot an arrow through your heart.

You pin my body on the wall.
My knees give up, you break my fall.
We hit each other where hurts the most.
I am your demon, you are my ghost.

We grip and pull and scratch and cry.
I love you boy, but that's a lie.
You smoke the pain and burn my skin.
We forget the hurt and again begin.

We've carved the wounds, we've done the harms.
You embrace me in your tired arms.
Though hopeless love, we've made the choice.
At last we seek each other's voice.
*In the Echoes of Silence.