Racehorse can’t race a course backward
Ever seen a horse act awkward?
I grip on and work with your words
But they can’t sate me, can’t hold me
Loving you is like cutting glass
The sparks and lights are blinding
But make a mistake and you’re sliced in half
The vodka and pills numb the razor
So you can’t feel it
But I can, and I don’t know
How much more patience I have for this game
If death cures the disease
Known as life then what is this
Is your hollow gift a prize or punishment
Coldly, I ask myself should we cherish death
As my arms grow stronger they embrace
The rose you left wilting on my chest
The beat, the tremor, silenced as you draw closer
As life draws close to it’s end
It’ll make your heart beat that little bit faster
It’ll make your blood run that little bit colder
Keep left, keep it going long down the line
The blood runs thinner this time
Awaken and hold this flower
Cast out and cast down, hollowed out
And unhallowed, falling further from grace
But closer to the core of your self
Come round and scream
Confused, retching, like this is
New, the first time you’ve felt this way
I’m tired, i’m done, are you?