Dark Jaws Open

You were never the hit I need      
your obvious impossibles      
bit like a shark circling my bleed      
to tear off tomorrow's      
chunks from my heart      
     
You spoke to a ghost      
the words      
my machine      
but the ones you love most      
are the words I don't mean      
     
Did you think they were true      
that those secrets      
were real      
while I opened your soul      
before my next meal      
     
Now my belly is full      
you'll have time to reflect      
on my light and your dark
and the dwindling spark      
that's burned our respect