Imprints - Counterparts

Hands of hesitation intersect and leave me dead

Sharpening their edges inches from my neck

Inhaling the uncertainty that hangs above my head

With portraits of my death carved into my chest

Running without feeling in our legs

We don’t appreciate the cuts that we’ve collected

Drifting through a swarm of thorns

As our agony reminds us these scars were self-inflicted

I’ll give you every second until I’m gone

I hate it here and never want to leave

I hoped this flame would burn forever

And I’ll give you every second until I’m gone

Staring in the face of my own fate

I hate it here and never want to leave

The imprints I have left will surely fade

But the memories remind us we shared the same pain

I’ll give you every second until I’m gone

I hate it here and never want to leave

I hoped this flame would burn forever

And I’ll give you every second until I’m gone

Staring in the face of my own fate

I hate it here and never want to leave

I will incinerate myself

In my own circle of hell

A blind world won’t read my lips

Though it might hear my faint farewell

I will incinerate myself

In my own circle of hell

A blind world won’t read my lips

Though it might hear my faint farewell

All living things will starve

Cradled in complacency

Content inside the coffin I’ve created

I hate it here and never want to leave