Overboard.

[rewiiired]

So when are you
going to show your face?

All this time,
all these battered memories;
all your song, my subliminal dance,
to hell with these broken melodies.

I want a song of my own
like I once had,
but you scrambled all the lyrics.

My sinking kingdom
for some order of my own.
Regardless,
I'm not going down
with this ship.

I will tear off all your masques.
Every sheath, shred away,
bathe aglow all the hungry darkness,
bring to ground eternal day,
then we'll both be naked.

If I'm shot down with you,
shred of skin, straight to soul,
so fucking be it.

But consider me overboard.