Iv0_An
Registrant
I lay here. Silent and still.
I breathe quiet. I don't move.
I hide. My heart, my thoughts, my will.
So nobody would ever disapprove.
So nobody would ever know
The deepest parts of the wreck
That once used to be my soul.
My existence is as good as death.
But not always. There he is,
The dark knight who hold a thirst
For what I long, I fear, I miss,
Who gets drunk from being first
To make me speak of shame and desires,
To make me wish what I should hate,
To make me love that sinful fire,
which everyone advice to put away.
And there he is. Seeing me,
Not some candied version of myself,
But ugly, broken and submitted.
He's smashing this thick shell
In which I hide since I remember.
And he doesn't want to fix.
Just to dig deep in the embers
and give the real me burning kiss.
And I'll lay back once he's gone.
I know the world can't really bear
My sinful, shameless, poisoned soul.
And I'll just wish he'll come back here.
I breathe quiet. I don't move.
I hide. My heart, my thoughts, my will.
So nobody would ever disapprove.
So nobody would ever know
The deepest parts of the wreck
That once used to be my soul.
My existence is as good as death.
But not always. There he is,
The dark knight who hold a thirst
For what I long, I fear, I miss,
Who gets drunk from being first
To make me speak of shame and desires,
To make me wish what I should hate,
To make me love that sinful fire,
which everyone advice to put away.
And there he is. Seeing me,
Not some candied version of myself,
But ugly, broken and submitted.
He's smashing this thick shell
In which I hide since I remember.
And he doesn't want to fix.
Just to dig deep in the embers
and give the real me burning kiss.
And I'll lay back once he's gone.
I know the world can't really bear
My sinful, shameless, poisoned soul.
And I'll just wish he'll come back here.