New York Room Sorrow
stop this pain, release me from your embrace
wipe the tears from your eyes, smear the blood on my face
shelter me from this shame, shelter me from disgrace
shelter me from all harm, keep me warm, keep me safe
shelter
lurks in tall shadows
sorrow
drink from the wounds your claws carved into me
blood is moved without veins outside of my body
close your eyes, on your knees, bow your head down to me
do not speak, do not breathe, do not hear, do not see
shelter
lurks in tall shadows
sorrow
in a lonely world, I could abandon
in an empty word, I could belong
I could be someone
in a warmer light, I would not shudder
but in my denial, I would not suffer
I would be alone
in a distant place, in a broken smile
that I could wander, I could wonder
I could find a home
demons have no fire, angels have no wings
tears do not need eyes to cry, but the water still stings
tongues do not need lies to speak of our sufferings
time does not need hands to turn and pull at the strings
shelter
lurks in tall shadows
sorrow
innocence and laughter, faith and healing
comforts me from the pain, bandages my bleeding
in isolation we walk, and in death we dream
in preparation we sleep to keep from feeling
shelter
lurks in tall shadows
sorrow
