i don't want these cards we've been dealt
but i can't throw away what gives me another moment with you.
your heartbeats leave bruises upon my skin
but they'll disappear as surely as you.
hope drains from me until these stamped words mean nothing;
i'm so tired but i can't sleep on borrowed time.
there's no one to show me a sign but i know the end is near
and i'm afraid of seeing the shadows reappear.
i'm breaking my hands on broken glass trying to make sense;
all i know with certainty is that the birds will take you away.
so don't divide and don't look outside
because nothing else exists until the zeroes stare.