I am the ivy that climbs over your walls
covering the grey, seeping into the cracks
Hiding you within your cracked windows
before you can look out and see my face
waiting, waiting in the silence
Spreading like a cancer you accept
enjoying what I do to you
marking you as my own
And as I hold the door shut
tears running down my cheeks
you find yourself trapped in this broken room
bleeding with shards of glass
Each day the clouds pass by
bringing us into an early night
though even the starlight won't save us
We built this tomb where we lie together
dust gathering where our bodies touch
the ivy growing to cut our wrists
I'm no longer the only one bound
you keep us in this promise
the last words you spoke before meeting my lips
"I am the other side of the mirror"
and I cannot break you without losing my reflection
Adding your comment:
Anyway... I should probably read it already, seeing as I haven't yet.
