There's carnage in our love.
My guts have spilled in this home of ours.
Sickened, feeding, stricken, needing.
Removing every stitch that weeps.
Rusted nails fall like rain,
And the roof begins to distintegrate.
Upon the altar I'm bleeding dry,
I've given all I've made with time.
This guilt is all that I own.
Drowning lights that never show.
I want to move on without you,
But I'm wearing this like a wound.
Is it a silent drive?
That which takes you away in the night.
Infected, creating, wanting, waiting,
For a time the sky will swallow us.
The mercy of life is it's own sentence,
But I'm still here still unconvinced.
Loathed beyond the weight of proof,
Nothing but this flesh is true.
This guilt is all that I own.
Drowning lights that never show.
I want to move on without you,
But I'm wearing this like a wound.
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