24

you're sinking in your own skin
and I've taken root here
along your side,
so i can watch decay
in time lapse
my own therapy
precautions to never follow your path
King of the forest i'll become
and hours turn to ours
as we own each and every second
that passes under the blood red sun
possession of an hourglass
and mallet in hand
to smash every grain of sand bringing us close to death
neutrality
and bulimia
keep your body
to frail to sink any deeper
and with time on our side
you'll survive in suffering
and i'll crush my own hopes and dreams
to remain here
with you