I tried to help a loved one who only pretended to want that help. A trick it was. |
I come friend, to visit you Knocking, seeking passage through A lady decked in brilliant white Draws a key to let me inside I hear her shut the door behind me I seek life but plain walls I see I step quietly to your bed Rest my hand upon your head A tear slips from my eye My words stumble as I cry And my crying gets louder, And louder, And louder, And I am shouting it all out now How I love you, I want you Come back into this truth I break again into my sobs Your sweet beauty has been robbed By these things you -must- do By these ones, they don't love you My fingertips come to meet your skin My God, why are you burning? Water from the cup on your right side I drip it on your skin, please be alright I peel back the covers to see underneath Why are you strapped down here with no liberty I fight against the buckles Breaking my knuckles And my blood falls on your hand One drop, another drop, again and again I have got one loose I have to get them off of you But I hear the key back in the door They come to bind you once more My hands are shaking My heart is breaking The lock it clicks and the door it creaks It is opened wide and they are staring to me All the white is gone and red is in its stead Their minds are probing, trying inside my head I resist them with all I am Resisting as much as I can They are stepping nearer, hands stretching out I am tired, but I cannot lay down The last cord is broken and you are free Why won't you run away with me? No time for questions, answers must wait I am not a hero, but I must keep you from this fate In the corner I resist their greedy fingers They rip and tear and shred me saying they have seen her But I have it not in me to give you up Call it what you must, I call this love Pain it screams through me, I am next to twain Bleeding out, it is faster now, but hope I obtain I call upon angels with swords of fire I call upon God for your reconcile I hear nothing but my heart pleading For it is tired, rest is needed And they are still tearing into my flesh All my answers are caught in their nets I am throwing punches, kicking like a villain They will not have you for their pride of stealing These demons will I hold at bay These demons will never make me sway Because I love you with an outstanding truth Even though in your sleep, your dreams are uncouth They scream as high as they dare But I refuse to be scared Their words are harsh and dark as well I resist them back to hell They cast your sins at my face And trailing those, my own disgrace Still I stand With you in hand And at last they grip my throat And at last I start to choke Now at last I begin to die And at last you couldn't even cry As I drown in the blood that rises Still are you full of surprises As the demons part and their stand you I look into my hands and see the truth They have always been empty My wrists and my ankles bear marks The straps have made eternal scars I struggle but it's futile as they lay me back to bed They stick needles in my arm to make me dream again I come friend, to visit you Knocking, seeking passage through A lady decked in brilliant white Draws a key to let me inside |