Like a chain link fence
Trash is blown against
I have nothing to hide
Separate from the other side
I am just a foothold to climb
When you’re over, pain is left behind
Through a crimson memory
I look back to see
If you ever were a friend
Or was I just a means to an end
For you to get through
Remember how you clung to
Me, my hollow self and I
Indulgence of the flesh is the reason why
You come between
His will and my dream
You pretended to fit the part
The missing piece of my heart
I am here and there you are
But I am left alone with the scar
Torn open in the name of sin
That I feel like the touch of her skin
Still I remember
The leftover amber
Left by the fire that burned through my hollow frame
You try to disguise but stay the same
In Him I am not defenseless
No longer left jumping over the fences
In my mind
Tirelessly trying to find
A filter to run through
Where I emerge without you
Attached… Like the trash blown against
A chain link fence.

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