Portrait

She's draped across the bathtub

Or lying on the floor

So cold her pale white skin

Ill touch her to be sure

Blind redemption

The words were draped in broken embers

Regret is all that I have

I can't seem to sleep

Without her face

The lines under my eyes

Foretell my sleepless nights

Why am I holding on?

Denial of frail wrists

The words were draped in broken embers

Regret is all that I have

I need you to paint this portrait in my mind

To take away my pain

...and she's pure and silent

Crawl back into the womb

Premortal emancipation

The scars ripped across her neck

Mimic the holes of trephination

Throw her back

The words were draped in broken embers

Regret is all that I have

I need you to paint this portrait