Silence wraps itself around my heart
like a tourniquet holding me
helpless in a passive embrace
let me go

Or build me a royal palace
with a single word
then roughly break it down
with the next

Who would suspect to have
such fatal power
a blessing or damnation
buzzing on a fingertip

Your clichéd rollercoaster
driven by mere thought
is scarier than fear itself
don't leave me here

I am not yours
let me hold you
I am yours