Color Me Blood Red

Please love, just come home again

Just let this one pass, there will be another

And this after before the pain

Every deliberate hangs by my left hand

Those eyelids and this warm wated floods my nostrils

Neck deep, I cry high

Together we sleep, slouched discolored porcelain

Dreaming of those elucid moments when smiles hang high

Limbs outstretched, a bad moon rising

Faucet turning

Desolation churning

Drowning in what we've become

Neck deep, I cry high

I have spilled and you cannot fathom the notion that it was the end of something

This is the end