Wire Wool

[Frank]: And the sun breaks through my nocturnal sanctuary and burns these battlements to dust, leaves me naked

The sun bleeds through my curtains like light into a womb, and I cannot say for certain whatever I would do

Rise sun, burn me with hope, till I cannot crawl from cover

The sun is strong and hurts me, bleaching all my skin. I was never good at allowing this heat in

From heat to burn, from health to pain, and every part of me is sore. My skin is red, my eyes are dull, and my fingertips are numb

It's like wire wool - it looks so beautiful, crystalline, but tinged with red. I can feel in my gut that i've failed again, and broken the handful that I value

My hands are tied, my feet are weighted down (and it smashes)

It blurs as one - glass and wire - and I surrender. I'm sorry I forgot to say that everything is not ok, and i cannot find a reason to move

I'm naked but for this cover of wire wool

[Ben]: My eyes open and I don't move, desperation rules this broken heart

And I would not move even if pain seared through this shunned body...no pain is like that which I have felt, and I break down and cry

I carry on but I will not be happy until I die