There are spades in my chest
And arrows in my back,
Both a pleasant reminder
That pain spawns from life.

And isn't it a pleasure to be breathing
Or so they always tell me.

Isn't this walk across broken glass
More exciting than the tightrope?

I could always still fall,
I'm assured,
But are the heights ever a reminder
Of just how alive
I really am?

It's all so blistering and grand,
And that's exactly
How I'd have you believe it.

I wonder if you could set me ablaze tonight...

I'd wager it'd be harder than usual.

You wonder in sequence...
I'd give my life tonight
To be first on that list,
Because I've got a smoldering sadness
Tearing holes in my sanity
Quite rapidly.

I couldn't even claim
To be deteriorating now.

Limbo has renewed my residency
And there's Hell to pay
If I am ever to relocate.