tendon
breathing in dust and ashes of olden dreams
what can i say, words choked out of me
pull these tendons apart, seam to seam
im standing on the edge of a precipice
by these tripping eyes i cant even see
grappling with shards in the veins,
these crooked broken claws get in the way
fighting all the lies i couldn’t help but say
fighting all the things i just couldn't say
venom rotting a hole in the throat so strong
it slides back and burns scars into the lungs
draw lines across the skin, sew the mouth shut
feel the cold needle lie between the teeth
screw the eyelids shut so they cant see what is behind
so the fire burns out the insides, what i always hide
tell the monster that it's pretty, tell me i am.