#49 Xyloid Grace
The silence was too deafening,
the monster inside of me wanted a release.
It wanted to let off all the chains and then be free.
My eyes on the horizon awaited a knight,
Who'll come pull me out of my misery,
Who'll heal the scars that have cut me too deep.
I've been having meetings with death,
but meeting you has been a miracle
that has sucked me in, you're so irresistible.
Like a beautiful demoness, a temptress of nations.
You have completely besieged the walls of my heart
And have enslaved it to your vision.
If before my heart was stone, now it's filled with xyloid grace
You bruised me before with your xanthium touch, but I still come back for more.
Is it true that when in love one would walk miles barefoot to his death?
One would use his blood as ink to write their name.
Will moon be my guarantor as I make this pact
Till the storms envelop me whole I'll accept your chaos in my every breath.
I feel acid in my vocals, my voice cracks -
I am not perfect, there's a lot that I lack.
I hope you'll bear my shortcomings and not put me on a shelf.
Like the book you opened but didn't become fond of.
Turn a few more pages before you leave it behind
in the cold dusty corners of the room where darkness lives.
I have an ailing no holy water can fix.
It's the lack of comfort from you, which gives me pain.
No depression lasts forever, I am aware. But nothing feels enough to make me feel safe.
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