Fire Water

Every drop won't be enough to bribe a heart that feels so much. With every well dried to the bone I forget your face and can't find home. You warm my blood you'd be my crutch Just take her place with care or such. Like rubbing salt into a wound I pour the fire from its tomb. and now my chances just seem slim As she watched this curse suck me right in Your weightless lips pressed to my head. pushed me closer to my edge. You filled me up then drank me down. Half full of hope for a second round. Unscrew the skull to find your prize Then squeeze my neck and hang me dry. Confide your troubles in me my friend. These walls will never speak again. A sweetheart bittered by your taste. Its all your fault but i won't waste. You're loyalty to a trusted friend who drags you to the rivers edge then binds the boulder around your feet and watches as you sink beneath. To breathe your oath of self destruction the light is bent, your in too deep. So wield the sword you left behind and cut the shackles, restraints, and binds. To reach the surface and find your breath this is not the way one should find death. Drop the glass, for hell it sent Or you'll drown in all that will ferment. Soothe the fire on your tongue or forever will your soul be numb. Soothing are the notes you hear when desperation's drawing near. So strum a chord, or hum a tune for music is what humbles you. A racing mess, concealed in glass, Impulsive thoughts on which we crash. Intoxicate me, as sorrow drowns You'll kneel before the melting crown. That exploits your truth, feeling content then chews your trust without consent. Repulsive, wholesome, honest actions multiplied by numerous factors. Speaking without consideration the vulnerable target for humiliation. The symptoms sounding too cliche ounce for ounce, it seems risque but I accept your challenge, yet another day. The road to freedom, faint and blurred you ask for help, but your words are slurred. I won't let you fool me friend. I've fooled myself time and again. No need to let her see me so. Without you i would never know what's its like to want or envy you'll ruin all life puts before me. I bid goodnight to an empty shelf tomorrow anew, bring me my hell.