I'm running out of flesh to fill your wounds. Why did you bring me back to life when I don't deserve to be alive? Adapted to the absence of a love that has forgotten I exist. We sleep on beds of nails, but no amount of pain could resurrect the dead. Bury me in the skin you swore you'd save until I needed shelter. Drowning me in the blood you swore we shared until my limbs grew numb. Beggar. I felt your pulse fall out of sync with mine. Abandonment is all I've ever known. Severed hands couldn't force my heart to beat and even when you're with me, I'm alone. Bury me in the skin you swore you'd save until I needed shelter. Blinding me with images you swore I'd never see until my conscience fades.