Chasm

 
Your name is carved into my skin,
A prayer, a curse, I let you in.
You are the silence in my veins,
A dark refrain, a lover’s chains.
I built a bridge to leave this hell,
But every step, I fell, I fell.

The void is calling, soft and slow,
A place where only shadows grow.

Drag me down—
I won’t resist.
Break my bones
With every kiss.
The chasm waits, its mouth agape,
No hope, no end, no chance escape.

I hear your voice in empty halls,
A hymn that drips, that cracks, that calls.
Your hands are ghosts upon my throat,
Each touch a tether, pulling close.
I see the edge; I taste the fall,
A part of me still begs for it all.

And I am nothing in your wake,
A fragile soul for you to take.

I built my pyre, now light the spark,
Burn me alive, erase the dark.
Your love, a blade, my skin, the sheath,
I bleed for you, I bare my teeth.
Let me decay, let me dissolve,
I was never meant to be whole.

Drag me down—
I won’t resist.
Break my bones
With every kiss.
The chasm waits, its mouth agape,
No hope, no end, no chance escape.

Drag me down—
Through endless night.
Feed on me,
Take my light.
The chasm swallows all I am,
And I surrender to your hands.

And when I fall, will you remain?
Or will you leave my ash, my name?
The chasm waits, it craves, it cries,
And I am yours to sacrifice.