Across the Divide

I’m sick again
Back of my throat
Wrench my hopes
With every blow
My colour’s fading
Your black/white screen descending
I’m slipping slowly
Towards your cold ways
I’m sad again deep down here
My outside’s curling
Living someone’s life
Dreaming someone’s dreams
Breathing across the eye divide
Clutch in frenzy
Living someone’s life
Dreaming someone’s dreams
Breathing across the eye divide
Crippled by your life
With a wheelchair of a mind
Reflections in a glass pane
In a blue fire of a tired soul, of hate
Someday, I’ll lose you
And with you, your fears
Withered hopes and warm salt tears
So crowd around and pay the due
Ounce of blood, brain, flesh, eye