when you coat yourself in silver
and shut your eyes
and fly too high
and breathe in rain
and tell your lies
you oxidize
your skin turns blue
and rots away,
exposing bones
bleached like snow
you've flown so low
they'll never know
so you hide away
and cry for help
and no one comes
until you've died
deep in your cave
in need of light
you strike on stone
and light a match
and burn yourself
to light the way
back out of hell
and into life
Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 3:05 PM UTC
when you coat yourself in silver
and shut your eyes
and fly too high
and breathe in rain
and tell your lies
you oxidize
your skin turns blue
and rots away,
exposing bones
bleached like snow
you've flown so low
they'll never know
so you hide away
and cry for help
and no one comes
until you've died
deep in your cave
in need of light
you strike on stone
and light a match
and burn yourself
to light the way
back out of hell
and into life
