Dagger

Seeking shelter form the sharpened dagger words of one another

I feel the cadence of your beating heart

Dig your nails into my flesh

And direct me to the truth as I digress

Paralyzed by every syllable that stitch my lips together

Tie my limbs around my throat

And watch me disappear

But can we both go back

To the way things were before I fell

Before you wish my soul farewell

I wish I were a better man, for you I hope I prove I can

Lift myself up and get this right

I’ll work my fingers to the bone

I feel you slip away

I feel you slipping

I feel you slipping

I feel you slipping

Four crescent moons engraved in my palms

From all the time spent lifting me up above the flames

When I press my palms into my eyes

I sometimes see right through them

Forgive me for my absence

For I have grown transparent

After hell I didn’t know where we’d be

But you’re still here standing next to me

I think I’ve finally figured it out

For you I’ll work my fingers to the bone