Equilibrium - halos

The paint on your nails is chipped

A screw in your head is stripped and loose

But I’m sure I have a bit that could fix you up right quick

I will suck the poison out

Then I’ll hold that demon down

I will take my saw and draw it on the base of his black tongue

The skin on your arm is torn

Old habits die hard

I can’t say I wasn’t warned

«It's my release

I can ease away from time and freefall.»

So I’ll pray

I will lay hands on the pain

I will stay

And I’ll love away the hate that makes you rage

«You're the stand-by

You’re my little blessing

I’m a wound and you’re the dressing

You’re the braces on my crippled legs

You’re the rudder, the mast, and the heading:

'Onward to smiling suns'

Pull the anchor

Set the ballast

Now then, teach me how to run.»

«Our communication lacks

I get so sick of staring at your back.»

I heard you, now relax

Its how I deal, you’ll learn with time

When you walk away, I’ve lost

And we talk the way we talk in the bitter throes of jagged prose

And cons

Of seeing this thing through

«I'm trapped here

No salts, no tears

Just an empty hollow in my head

And a cold, wide space on the bed that I can’t fill.»