Desperate Measures

I’d carve your promises into my wrists

as a reminder of a love that’s dead,

I’d tear apart those lips that I had kissed

to avenge all the times that they had lied.

I’d rip out your tongue, and then watch you choke

just as you forced me to choke back my tears,

I’d make you scream for times you never spoke

until the ringing silence reaches my ears.

I’d devour your sorrow, tasting regret

that you failed to love the beast you awoken,

I’d haunt your happiness, not to forget

that I had once smiled, as now I’m broken.

I’d burn your façade so tears are but steam

so superficial beauty drips away,

I’d gouge out my eyes and in darkness dream

if it could convince your love to stay.

I’d steal sunlight and bring it back to your eyes

if I knew that it would make your smile true,

I’d plunge of off the Earth to my demise

if it made you see how much I love you.

I’ll do my best to realise your pleasure

For, through every hardship, your smile’s treasure,

I’ll keep you safe, in my arms, forever

as long as I’m saved from desperate measures.