bloody kiss

you strum the same chords over and over again

you babble as you sing between the verses

i have no problem listening to you

beneath your babbling exterior your message is sent

you live in the darkness and sing about death

but i know you're not the harbinger of misery

because you sit and talk to me about work you've done

and upon my cheek as i listen i feel your hot breath

i've seen your sensitive interior personality

and heard your words echo throughout my mind

i recall every word of the conversations we have had

and then i take a gigantic leap into my reality

i have been living my life up to my routine standards

only i've changed on the inside

now when i think about you laying besides me

all i can think is that you're a bastard

i just cut myself on the adjacent piece of desk to yours

i swear that it wasn't just a wave of mutilation

i was reaching for the freedom that you gave me

but it's not within reach it's just outside my door

instead of keeping my arm extended for years

i pull it in and hop into frantic mode

i won't sit here and wait for that freedom to return

i'll go find my own and at the same time face my fears

it it's years after the time i wrote this

will i be reaching over my shoulder to grab your hand

will i have come back after all i wrote

or did i really end the whole situation with my bloody kiss