behold and beware
the cold of your stare
the cut of your blade
of which i am ever afraid
cutting me loose of my home
and watching as i stray for hell
as i grow ever fearful of the unknown
and just where i am going to dwell
your eyes burn my cold pale skin
as they penetrate the black of my soul
where the weight of your gaze is like the sin
that the death of my virtue will control
why must your eyes view my inner most being
only to find all that i despise
why must you kill me with all you're seeing
with your persecuting eyes
the warmth of your embrace was nowhere to be found
as the wind relentlessly released its fury upon me
and the jagged teeth of the frigid cold air abound
tearing my heart away and leaving it in the debris
even so, through the snow
i carried on, heartless and cold
crying out for you to take your hold
upon this reaping life that i sow
your eyes watched i gave of myself to you
then turned inward to my horrific state of terror
as if to say, "i am blind to all you've been through"
but you observed every detail of my error
even so, through the rejection
i carried on desolate and destroyed
begging on bone for you to fill this void
bleeding in need of your perfection
here i am
bleeding in need of your hold
a shelter from this barren cold
i beg of you,
of this life i stayed a slave,
uproot my limbs from this grave.
