A myriad of embracive echoes sweetly scream my name
Holding back hallucination lest I submit to remnants within
Steadfast, these daggers of the past pierce my flesh just like her kiss
I walk through desolation as vital signs go flat again

Was it love?
Was it passion?
Was it hate?
Was it a dream?

Comatose, a tender repose lives on
to banshee the deeds graven on my wrist
Lived long enough to see blood betray blood
Succumb to selfishness time and again

I'm afraid to fall asleep
Lest I rise, screaming their names
Our time was severed by the blade
Now looming over me

The minutes blur to moments as my skin is stricken snow white
With the blade's familiar touch, I feel the burn cold as ice
Fear has absconded, as tomorrow I'll be found

naked

and dead
in the streets

I've let this come to pass; it's all too real
As the pendulum and I become one
I find I am

cold
as

steel