I can only think that you
Could never want to
Would never get through
Even one of my walls
Carry one of my broken crosses
Love one of my distorted limbs
Suffer solely things unholy
Share wholly tainted streams
Binding blood and bone to death
Could you even share my breath
Misting ****** glass and writing
Letters meant for vicious biting
Would you turn the pages slowly
Or tear them
Rip them
Or worst leave them lonely
Unturned, spurned and clinging to
Each other until the ink bleeds through
Until the papers turn to black
And white will never make it back
Then sodden I will sink
No more to weep or think
How could you such a burden bear
But in fact I only want to share
To drink your dregs as you drink mine
And thin between us blood too thick
Burn two candles with one wick
I can only think you would shiver
But of hope I have a sliver
That someday I will hear your song
And in it you will prove me wrong