I never tried to hurt you

So what deal did you make

To take sun from the back of my eyes

Are my golden irises open to the dawn

Or closed to you

I sweat my ink and swear on my life

Tearing you down

If only I could

Pen to paper sketching

The indents of my teeth to my lip

Like a sacrificial ritual, put me down

Before the sun rises again

That early hour

Rays of golden blades piercing through

Waking me to hollow

But I still wake for nothing and nobody

Bearing a thousand feathers

Feeling like lead

Lead me on

No deeper down your warpath

I can't keep waking up smelling you

In suffocation or panic

Just take the sun