I can't breathe...
   left again.
      The words hanging,
         they fading.
            ...
               ..
                  .

Morning. Freshly breathing, wet lungs.
I catch a glimpse of you through frosted windows
Shoulders, hair, in profile. Wearing white.
Those hours - just before sunrise, half awake, lucid in the grey;
in those dreams you shy away from my touch,
and stare at me with tawny eyes.
I wish I knew what you were thinking
I wish I could stop checking you're still there.

I linger in our fragility. Knitted cotton hearts.
You're fresh blood in me, you glitter under my skin
Breaking apart in my eyesight  -
Yet I knit poetry out of your lingering fingertips.

Such a windy night...
Did you break all the windows?
Have you lost control?
You won't have what you want.

Oh, my dear...
Ain't nobody told you
To sleep with the light on?
Cause I'm gonna break your heart.

I beat you can feel it...
Is it already bleeding
Or are you telling yourself
You're okay?

Listen, follow me throughout my darkness
I'm gonna find all your lies.
And the moment you're covered in dirt
I'm gonna see you, you'll rise.

Did you thought I was gonna beg?
For a miserable piece of attention,
For a moment of "is it".
You thought wrong.

Hey, keep up the pace, play your chess game...
Your soul's gonna be mine
And I'm gonna break you
To the core, to your destination.

All your lies are soaked in ****.
Oh, but you can't smell it.
You're rotten inside,
Breaking piece by piece.

Come, follow me.
You think you're in control,
But checkmate, my friend...

I won.