Since childhood you were here
Inside my eardrums you would morph and echo over and over like a baby
Except the belly would be a cage of harp strings and your legs would be hammering on them
Sometimes you hammered too hard and they snapped so I would try to think my way out of it
But I couldn't
I never can
I'm a drum and your voice is broken
As we both grew we would scream together like too small children afraid of the dark
Except I was a child and you were a creature and temptation was your lure
My room was a prison cell and you were the chains wrapped around my arms a little too tightly
Your Voice was still broken, bloodshot like my eyes
Stay with me
Stay with me
Stay
Your voice is blurry like my vision
My eyes were blistered and now they're healed
I'm combusting and you are the bomb inside of me
Counting down
Three
Two
One
Fingers tracing blood on the floor