Your words become blades to my skin
And your eyes become the general
To the tears that rebel against
My lashes that beg for mercy.
The look on your face constricts
Around my wrists mocking
The stained blood on my skin
Matching your words that web
Around a grenade waiting
To erupt with my permission.
But my strings lead up
To your fingertips and
My body is limp from
Your unintentional control.
so just walk me to the plank
But wait,
Your step beside mine
Is a worthless beat
So just use your fingertip
To point me in the direction
Of the waiting water
Just foaming with bubbles
To pile up inside my lungs,
One by one
Till the capacity is full
Like the grave of our hearts
Filled with dirt
Buried by the fuming smoke
Of your words
With unlimited gunpowder.
Your smile and your laugh
Do not direct themselves at me
But play hide and seek
With my satisfaction,
So I'll sit at the edge of mountain
Drawn to the dangling light
illuminated by your presence.
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 12:34 AM UTC
Your words become blades to my skin
And your eyes become the general
To the tears that rebel against
My lashes that beg for mercy.
The look on your face constricts
Around my wrists mocking
The stained blood on my skin
Matching your words that web
Around a grenade waiting
To erupt with my permission.
But my strings lead up
To your fingertips and
My body is limp from
Your unintentional control.
so just walk me to the plank
But wait,
Your step beside mine
Is a worthless beat
So just use your fingertip
To point me in the direction
Of the waiting water
Just foaming with bubbles
To pile up inside my lungs,
One by one
Till the capacity is full
Like the grave of our hearts
Filled with dirt
Buried by the fuming smoke
Of your words
With unlimited gunpowder.
Your smile and your laugh
Do not direct themselves at me
But play hide and seek
With my satisfaction,
So I'll sit at the edge of mountain
Drawn to the dangling light
illuminated by your presence.
