Hisashi

I cower in the corpse of a memory we murdered
Hiding under sheets of skin
A heart encased in its own hell
That's still beating for you, but the rhythm is
Different

Tears to hydrate a rotten flower
The salt stunting possible growth of new life
Press the petals in one of your books and
Crush it with your passion for new insight
A secret kept, a reality withheld
The proof of fire disappears before closed eyes
Though smoke is all one smells

The idea of temporary defeated
As you use my nerves as a blanket for your fires
Permanently disfigured
Use the final spark
Ignite the film spilling from the reel
Despite it being your hand
It's still self-mutilation
I still can't push the blame away
I'm so preoccupied with its weight

Solar plexus, kill yourself inside me
I'll display your husk as a monument of relief
Position yourself as a warning to others
A tattered flag to wave
No escape

A tattered flag, demise inflicted
Brighten your world with the embers of my efforts
Colour in your skies with the warmth I provide
Fulfilling the purpose you now have for me
You're now free to leave, yet I remain confined

Tears to hydrate a rotten flower
The salt forever stunting the growth of new life
Press the petals in one of your books and
Crush it with your passion for new insight
A secret kept, a reality withheld
The proof of fire disappears before closed eyes
Though smoke is all one smells