how do I have memories
of something I never had?
my daydreams are fanged,
years of pained flashbacks
that were never lived

they wove me of delicate thread
now years-frayed and blood-stained
and even though my hands are torn
they still pull the needle, pull me back together

here, all the trees are evergreen
steady amidst the bone-deep chill
for only they can pierce the sky
and root so deeply to be unmoved

oh, our beautiful iron maiden

where the gilded spikes stand tall,
steady amidst the suffering
for only they can pierce our hearts
and be unmoved by the screams

like catching a falling knife together
double-edged, our blood on each other’s hands

I’ll always be in your rear view mirror
Even when I’ve left you in the dust

i am an unwilling passenger
upon the vessel of time