Slip into song, you are safe there
Twisting between rhythm and lyric
As I twist my fingers through my hair
And stare placidly at the page
"What have you done to me?"
Lips pursed upon a hollowed hymn
That echoes and haunts my chest cavity
A ghost without a name
Take this and leave,
All of this, all of me,
Your soft smile and softer gaze
And the silver tongue that sharpened
When you told me not to bleed.
Don't hum this song, just dissapear
With your adornments and these lyrics
Now I sing alone, I am safe here
Without your poems on this page.