I hope to hurt
I put it out on my limbs
the way I go through life
just on the edge
a shaky limb
I can't get enough
or any at all
full throttle
slam on the brakes
I wish to take these mistakes
and swallow them whole
but that wouldn't be good enough
for you.

So this long line traces the pain
and keeps it in a small groove
I ask the angels to move
so I can see the sun
and then nothing at all.