I gave you everything my queen
and the things you requiem
in some lit quiet burning dream
slit the skin and I scream.
Sacrifice all I will I feel alive
but I will take away all familiar
so that I might try and survive
let’s fuck in ways similar.
Trite is the beam of light
that I fight in the night grab me,
feel me I am alive and I need
the things we need to exceed.
My labor in these places calm
feels like a disease please release
me I am dieing and broken
my love free me give me a token.