The first I ever have
They say x marks the spot
What lies beneath it I know not
beating, i hear my pulse
it sounds like drums against my chest
A freak locked behind my rib cage
ripping at my hair
and pulling at my face
hands tied
eyes open wide
..its waiting...
..im waiting...
Life and death lie beneath that x
Living within is death trying to escape
And Life is dying to come in
I may be a little hallow
As I enjoy watching this tryst
Neither will lose this battle beneath the x
both will walk away winners
as Life and Death leave me in pieces
pieces in my bed, pieces in the shower,
Pieces in your ears, in your eyes, on the ground and in the air
I will leave a little piece everywhere I go
til one day I just cant go anymore
I will have nothing left to leave
And my purpose will be served
my last piece I will leave in the mirror
as i stare deep into my own eyes
When i realize that it was all only a fraction of what is really out there
I drew an x today
The first I ever have
They say x marks the spot
What lies beneath it, I know not
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