Reaping Cottoned Dreams

For the shot, for the kiss.
Perfection drowned in running this.

A clinic of ventricles beating through your heart,
Disrupted the silence, at a loss to find the start.

Backed up a fight,
Ignored choosing the right.

And the thoughts whisper at you,
Yelling at you in dreams.

Bursting inside,
Swelling seams, providing streams.

And all your skins been graded, fire burning pain away.
Ashes to ashes, we become.
Together - we're all. But lonely is the sum.

Of it all, in it all. Emotions cutting knots on chastised rope.
Jump from the top while your fears chase you to the ground,
Knowing it's the last chance, eyes closed. Death bound.