a dance of daggers
twirling on their sterling
edge
right across my heart

Out of sight is out of mind
so I'm invisible
'cause I'm out of mine.

Spent my childhood thinking that I wasn't sane
My memory hazy from self medicating pain
I guess you could say
that I have potholes in my memory lane
Feels like sorting pictures only by the frame
with every attempt ending in vain

I lost at sea whatever might be left of me
And all that is left to see was never me
Down so deep I could clearly see that the abyss
was never what it made out to be
The sign above my heart reads vacancy
I tear open scars and ink my pen
To make sure that they can see
This is my last goodbye, I'll even blow a kiss.

I spent most of my nights lost at sea
Then a crush hit me with the speed of C
And now I know
I will forever keep you in my less than three