Amber, like a magnet
pulling me into the depths
Deep within the waves, in the silence, while I remain stagnant
In the sweet temptation of shallow sin
Bruising and seductive, like marks left on your skin
That’s where I find it; what makes my heart race
That feeling; on the edge, the wind at your back
Like old wax, it almost makes me crack
Bones snapping under a vice of swirling anxiety and excitement wrapped tight
my lips crack into a smile
It’s a bad idea, but I just might
Something tells me not to
But everything tells me I have to
There’s no salve that could soothe this burn, should it come
No redemption for the fallen, even for just a crumb
And god, with each carve of the knife, each feather in place
The salacious taste of the thrill finds me mad
I can’t handle this with grace
I’ve never wanted something so bad
Im a beast unattended with steak wrapped in lace
This feeling, It consumes me in my entirety
But I’d be chasing an ending that can’t be undone
A tale as old as Icarus and the sun
