DFTHM (unfinished)

let me tell you a all a secret

it was the tenderness of souls

and while im watching that soul leaving 

i can barley get a hold of my self 

but im keeping it together 

for the children 

wouldnt want them 

to believe that love is 

dead and gone 

im trying 

to deny that 

it happened

you could put your arm right through it 

no need for knives or blades or

 tongues

cause when you speak all i can hear is 

the truth its hidden in your lungs 

you say that you want to stop breathing 

well in and out 

there goes your chance

and while im lying here still bleeding

you take your sweet old time 

to button up your pants 

but im keeping it together 

for the children 

wouldnt want them 

to believe that love is 

dead and gone 

im trying 

to deny that 

it happened

i breathe and bleed and live on false hope

wipe the blood running down your chin

all you wants to be found cuthroat

that youre in