Skin

She combs her hair & cleans her face
closes the door & kneels to pray
it don't matter that she's alone
beast or dragons she's going home
if i lay me down
bow my head unto the ground
would you heal my skin
& these blisters within my skin
she found today
so hard to say
i sweat the sheets
too tired to play
& it don't matter
cause i'm still alive
beast or dragons
won't make me hide
another way
i just cant find the words to say
cold where i lay
it's cold where i lay
bones cracked to clay
a killer's in the way
hot is my shame
fire pulls my veins
for never is my name
forever in my shame
holy come heal me
solely, delivery delivery