A Small Victory - Sirens Over Sinclare

i've come to a realization

that my tounge isn't helping this

your voice only makes it worse

when i'm starved for your goodnight

kiss me on the lips and swallow pride despite its taste

when the ones you love

are slipping slowly out of place

and ever inch of skin will bare

every scar that you could tear

every transgression is seeping infection



but i know that this is hardly over

and i know that i could only hope for the best

but rest assure that in my chest

resides the blackest heart

we need warmer nights to feel alive

and spill our entrails to the floor

without a tounge i'm choking on

the selfish words that come

to fill my mouth and...



i've come to realize this cancer honestly

is eating me alive and i've been wondering

if my own eyes will open to the light of day

when the voices take sounds of sirens

rooms of silence screaming out decay



but i know that this is hardly over

and i know that i could only hope for the best

but rest assure that in my chest

resides the blackest heart

we need warmer nights to feel alive

and spill our entrails to the floor

without a tounge i'm choking on

the selfish words that come

to fill my mouth and...