Uncovered Wrists

There's something hidden deep down.

~ Uncover. ~


The secrets you keep,
          A cause my lack of sleep.
                                                               I feel coldness slip
                         Up from my uncovered wrists.
I'm standing on the
           edge.
        You like me hanging on
                    thread.
I feel you s l i p p i n g into my mind.
                                                                      Are these thoughts really mine?
                                     I wear elegant gowns
To mask scars where I hit ground.
     Crown s h a t t e rs once again,
But there's never an end.
                                            I suck air into my lungs,
                                                                 Tasting poison in your tongue.
I drink it all uP,
Clutching lies           from the cup.
You make me lOOk
                                   down
                               From the edge. A reminder I'll drown.
I stumble          back. Youpushmecloser.
                  My wrists grow colder.
There's static in my ears,
A thinning ledge holding me here.
I look uP to gray clouds.
                             You push me
down.





You push me down.







And I breath.
I breath.

The secrets we keep, 

      Cause our lack of sleep. 

                      We're s l i p p i n g into our mind. 

Your thoughts are mine. 

Echoes

We're forever chasing echoes from yesterday. 

~ We're aching. ~

I've been chasing echoes that bounce off porcelain walls.

I hear them through the marble caverns, taunting my withdrawal

From all that I have vowed to store deep away.

They're bringing out the voices that lead me to stray.

I say that I won't let them have power over me,

But they echo with such a false, tempting security.

Because I like to chase that sparkling glimmer of hope,

But they're just getting ready to tie my rope.

I think I can hear them louder and clearer now.

Maybe I'll finally reach the dreams that were drowned

Once before by unfortunate chains of events

That condemned me to desire all the echoes prevent.

It will be like before, and we'll repeat the past,

Exactly how it was the first time, making it last.

The echoes are nearing and I know they'll be true,

And finally allow me out of this maze I've construed.

I'm just falling deeper into this thick labyrinth.

The echoes sing sweet tunes until I'm convinced.

I've come to terms with how the end will be.

So, I'm chasing echoes as echoes just consume me.