reckoning

allow me to introduce a concept to you:
the concept of us, wrapped up in blue
shielded from the misery of the present
our emotions bundled for effervescence
blistered and broken, we'll seek solace in each other
but wait! it seems - you can't even bother!
not that you don't have the energy
(boy, i've seen the way you look at me)
but the extra bit oomph i need
you choose, instead, to try to bleed
to bleed out your problems, steep in the wrong
only truly understood by another song
and there's nothing bad about choosing this!
but i'm so manic that i need a fist
someone who'll say - hey! that's enough!
someone who can return my passionate touch
not that you can't, because you already have
but my passion is constant which is kind of bad.
when i'm around you, i lust and lust
i don't want to stop but i must, i must.
so capture me, let me come sing in your cage
but i want to see you, let me taste your rage.