My Lie, The Last Lie

Imperfection overwhelming my senses
As you bite down upon my flaws
Make them visible to eyes that are blind
No longer able to question
What they saw

                                                      Kiss away the pain with lips of steel
                                                      Embrace me with wreaths of thorns
                                                      I would, but will not give
                                                      To you, what I take myself
                                                      Cannot kill you, to save you.

                       Dance demons, dance with me.
                       You cannot take
                       What I cannot give
                       I do not live, now we must die.

Absorb me in your crusted hand of wrath
Feel me Touch me
As the two meet we become one
The splintered cradle rocks roughly
To the rhythm of comfortable hypocrisy

                                                      I strike you down with force
                                                      Watching you die

Never feeling the weight of remorse
I am dead by my own lie

                       Blind are the eyes that weep
                       Closed with flaws
                       Kissed on wrists
                       Who am I?

Just my lie.                                         Just a lie.