Sixty Millimeter Film

Bled dry
As if words could save
As if empathy could mend broken frames
Consciousness seems fleeting
Just how much needs to be carved
From my flesh before my thoughts can be conveyed?
You cling to hollowed guilt while slowly suffering
Carve weakness from my chest
You fought to preserve life yet I am no longer here
Bottles preserve what life once held
And i just want to forget
Bottles preserve what life once held
These passing glimpses of things unfelt
Consciousness seems fleeting
Just how much needs to be carved
From my flesh before my thoughts can be conveyed?
These passing glimpses of things unfelt
You burned brightly enough for us
Give him back to me
Take this life from me
Baptized in heartache
Saved by the pain