How often I scrape my knees on the crimson wall
Adding my blood and tears to an endless flaw
My eyes are windows with the shades pulled down
Piercing darkness tightening the already wound
My blighted fingers claw for a sense of perfection
Untangling the strands of my life like elaborate dissection

The wound that bled and cried salty tears
Became a callous, aching implosion of my utmost fears
Dirtying the air I struggle to breathe into my burning lungs
Serpents that elude me with their blazing tongues
Pulling my taught strings until they begin to fray
Giving me just enough to endure another day
Will I always be on the side just waiting to smile?
First under my fingertips then suddenly a mile
Hold me back, hold me down, hold me together
Feels like eternity inside these walls,
damn near forever

And from this callous begins another.