Breathe From Coma

Hopesfall

Take and give a look like the sum of 
Loving grace and survival beyond the 
Absolute resolve of portrait perfect 
Mortal souls daughters starve their 
Waist lines building a reputation 
Beyond disguise and painting black 
Lucid dreams with open legs notice me 
I see you breaking stride you dance 
Diversions and prototypes 
You pull so close to mercy excessive 
Touch and steady looks to charm be 
Chased until you mastermind your own 
Demise the universe is shaping ample 
Space depleting caught low in distress 
On impulse to control. 

Tear away the sheets you breathe from 
Coma open to the curse we live to 
Sever and portray a life to close the 
Portals to the ones bent on betrayal