of tourniquets & treachery


if i sewed your mouth shut with fishing line would it buy me a moment of peace?
would you struggle to speak as your lips crack and bleed?
would the blood drip and dry on your knees?
if i carved your initials into my chest would you pay me mind for a change?
would the scars remind you of the scars that ensued when you cut yourself free from me?
the stars have said in my defense your heart is true
and i can't get over you
oh, ever fainter
oh, all to end
forever waiting to press into you
while i'm waiting in limbo i'll hum verses i wrote for you
if i beat my wrists till the bones gave way would my body relax with relief?
if i beat my wrists to the beat of your heart would the resonance make you believe?
my atonement comes upon the sum of woes endured
once i'm declared impure
oh, ever fainter
oh, all to end
forever waiting to press into you
where grief and self so-called are freed inside the fall of love once lost
your effigy, shrouded in holy flame, this i will consecrate
and bless with my sacrifice and i can rest assured
we'll meet on perdition's shore and i'll spend eternity cursing your name