Your arms can be my tourniquet,
keeping my lungs in my chest
after I've torn it open-
When I no longer have the strength
to stand up straight and walk
you can be my spine-
These thoughts are spiralling
out of control and they're hurting-
My head will shatter,
will you be my glue?-
Cracked fingers, dislocated jaw,
I've screamed too much tonight,
become my tongue
Stop me speaking filth-
Blistering feet, I've been running on coals
chasing people my whole life-
I need you under my skin
save me.