After all this time of asking countless questions
Of trying to find something to quiet this incandescent soul
I’m left alone within my mind, left alone in this self-made hell I delve upon
It’s not as hot as you think

More so dark and cold with no room to breathe
But I see it every time this pallbearer’s parlor is obscured by the darkness
Dancing across my face, and when the blackness veils eyes in painI know what it’s like when memories make you wince

And love letters read like obituaries
And photo albums are the books of the dead
I need no reminders, no more reminders
I’ll forget the past and lay it to rest

And If I had it my wayI’d cut the calluses off my broken heart
If I could get past the sternum
Cauterize those wounds with
Every kiss I could give to you

I’d hold your heart in my hands
I’d be the reason it still beats
But you could pull my wings apart
And pin me down under glass
Until the end of days if it can help you

Discover we complete each other through pain
I just hope to write this thesis
Before the subject is dead
There may be life after death
So I’m sorry, I don’t think it’s going to be okay this time

My heart has skipped its final beat
It’s beating me down onto the floorThat must mean that the pills are working
The glass isn’t half empty this time
It’s been smashed to the ground a long long time ago
It shattered when it fell and like a mirrored image, I broke to pieces

Each shard’s another reason, another rationale to give up
This skin is so tight that the oxygen can’t reach my brain
There is nothing telling my heart to beat any fasterTo let me scream for help,
I will never give up
I will never take the easy way out

This is life
This is struggle
This is love
This is war