Coming Clean vol.2

She gave you her hand to hold,
she withdrew it cold,
marring your perception,
wounding and blinding you.
It's been so long,
It's been way longer for me,
yet you're still chasing,
stuck in the pain I try to put aside..
I can't tell you I know you,
for I don't know you at all,
those few encounters were brief,
as was the attention you gave,
you said it was true. 
Oh, how wrong of me to believe.
Yet you're still chasing.
Told me you wanted love, in essence,
and I delievered as well as I could.
So it wasn't love you wanted?
But what of holding hands, our bodies..
Of the many things you confessed to me.
Was it the time or the shortness of breath?
Forgive me, I wanted it just as much.
I dive in when the water's deep..
this time, it seems, only skin deep.
I died inside when you told me.

Resurrection is a painful thing

It's easy for you to change loves.
Rolling from one embrace to the next,
do any of them really matter?
And how did I become one..
Thank you for reminding me,
My standards have now doubled.

It's funny to see you all swarming,
for what reason do you choose me?
Just another warm place to hide,
and then proclaim you moral and me..?
Even if I ask, you still choose them.
Security is promised cheap,
just like it's delivered short.
Keep your hands away from my skin,
Unless it's me you're after, not this suit of meat..
Feel free to go through your list,
feel free to choke on forgotten names,
feel free to disappear from my eyes,
for I can't make you stay, won't keep you here.

Every time, I heal.
But the stains on your hands stay.