I want to reach out take it I want to remember what it felt like but I've danced too long staring at shades of grey no longer recognizing the life behind the lies trying to survive instead of living instead of believing I have to prepare hold my ground whether holding back or holding on I cannot differentiate any longer but place myself in the line of fire compare myself to everything and tell me it all amounts to less than nothing
inside my thoughts surely entertained as feelings breed images vile and stained things I tell myself too caught in the fray things I tell myself to keep you away deceptively warm burning flame lures you closer promising the same with truth comes cost take it in trade your heart to the fire more thorough than a blade