Crack

In a sea of razors

I was thrown in here

Not a prayer is answered

Without any desire left

Throw away what's important

Because it's all lost meaning

I wanted something else

(Though it's not like I can say what)

The pocket-watch quickens

Audibly severe

That voice threatens to kill

In a sea of razors, no one's here

A cracked heart

A cracked face

There's no turning back

I blocked up my ears and shut my eyes

I stopped my breathing and surrendered to the waves

Awfully comfortable, I'm getting so tired

I could fall asleep right here

I've gotten used to grief