In a pit of desire,
I've helped a flame along,
that burns me black,
though I'm still wet at the core,
quenched in blood and gore,
waiting for a spark,
another flame of fire.
I wonder if this smoke has helped,
these thoughts, still a part of thin air,
borne out of dawn and dusk,
based on lies, still somewhere just,
I wonder if its all eclipsed,
with a dark light,
under which this heart has dwelt.
I know it will go with the ticking clock,
and leave me with a regret that'll halt my breath,
it'd make me choke,
it'd make me fall,
though I was the one who never feared it all,
I wish I knew the face behind the mask,
when my door was knocked.
I wish I saw that instinct,
that you hid under that smile,
and made me fall in love,
before I could think for another while,
I wish you came all true,
I wish it stayed the same,
but with blood oozing out my neck,
I wish you gave me a reason,
I wish you gave me a hint.
