Face the Blade

I'm always ready for what's never coming Can you really fault me for looking forward to the end? Pressing your lips to a poisoned well But it's too soon to tell You can't take advantage if I don't let you in Seeking redemption Through practiced mercy Understanding the part I play in your story A sharpened end slips under my ribs The price to be paid when you face the blade How long have I kept you At arm's length? A world too distant To ever lose myself again The fear produced by power unused Paralyzed by what's inside Disappointing enough for the both of us Too overwhelmed to make a difference My insides spill onto the pavement Mimicking a field of orchids A beautiful arrangement The kind you wouldn't believe if you hadn't seen it No feeling is permanent Change is mine to have should I choose it But before these choices can be made I have to face the blade What else do you want from me? Your affection feels like vengeance