Life splits and tears at the seems

Pulling the thread tight

And waits for the blood to trickle

Soulless eyes stare

In oblivious tranquility

Foaming at the mouth

Loving til it hurts

Waiting for the knife to slide in again

Feeling the cold steel

As it slices cold and hot

Opening the wound a little deeper

Light penetrates the wound

Blinding the blank stare

Hoping for the paradox

To drag me into the darkness

Reborn and reshaped

Laughing at the pain

The grimace pulls the leather taut

Flames lick the ice

Feeling the warm embrace

Time travels through the black hole

Watching the birds

Fly and sing

Waiting for the return

That never comes

Hoping for the paradox

To drag me into the light.