Crown Of Thorns (you are your own)

Something about your far off gaze
When you should be looking into my eyes
Rips through me and across each puppet string
And your attention drifts from haze
Resolve escapes the breath of compromise
The unsaid really does say everything

Something about your distant touch
When you should want to be main distraction
Allows uncertainty, how color bleeds
And you know damn well and too much
I'm grasping shadows, getting a fraction
Sour-driven, how your indecision feeds

Offer and hold back, bait and switch
Plant enticement with deception
And your selfishness feeds
(Draining, exhausting, killing me)

Tormenting twinge (underlying)
Seeds of doubt (love dying)
Crawling just beneath the surface
Dead flowers falling, my black tears
I would beg you to ease my fears
(but I don't think you can)
You drama up distress
Incapable of happiness
(you are your own) crown of thorns
(you are, you are, you are - your own crown of thorns)

(c) Kay Irvin