I am a thief within,
make me shed my skin.
Wherewithal and all,
I will pinch your skin
to wake up.
I was moved by the blood
and the polarity you loved,
as a ghost I rose above
and watched you painfully.
And I know this, I'm not
what I want to be,
and you thought to tie me in knots
would make me break in two and just stop.
To offer my ear
is to make amends
for all the shot up arms
and victory dances made by it.
Hearing rumours of loss,
moving deeper in,
I had edged away from all the pain
I was covered in.
I was hooded and black,
you were weaker than
simple settings and an appetite
for both my hands.
From the heat of your thigh
to the cold it's in,
the cover up of a loss of luck,
I couldn't begin.
Cage yourself alone,
lock all your sides to part.
Lit up enough to make it tough
to sacrifice.