Heart of Sod

I’m bleeding from the outside in like a cup I’m filled to the brim but I’m not bleeding blood, I’m bleeding gasoline just so I can light a fire inside of me my eyes are closed, I’m breathing heavily lost inside, I’m paralyzed, am I ready read my lips these will be my last words they’ll be tattooed on your heart as third degree burns leave the room, make sure you lock the door I don’t want you to see me like this anymore turn the heat up and walk away write down every last word you've heard me say “he who is drowned, is not bothered by the rain.” Bellowed the last lamb the wolf hath slain “The lamb, the hero.” the wolf cried to god and etched the lamb’s final words into a heart of sod