Rhythmic Circles

we can only understand what we are shown

i see you looking at me
but i turn away still

this rain is scalding
it burns my skin

you can keep looking, if you want
but i won't stop until i have my fill

i devour you with my mind
and shrug it off without giving it much thought

it's getting colder in here
and it's harder to breathe

shivers run up and down my spine
you push the dagger in from behind

the blood runs down my bare legs
as i stand in a pool of red

i dont need you so much
as i want to have you

we can only understand what we are shown
how was i supposed to know my anxiety would grow

i'll take a chance, turn around
and push you back into your corner

i pull the dagger our of my back and hold the blade
glistening with my blood, against your throat

we can only understand what we are shown
how was i supposed to know my hearts' racing would grow

and now i feel your heart racing
and i hold the dagger closer still

you feel your blood pounding
like the African drum, pulsating

we can only understand what we are shown
how was i supposed to know this nightmare would be so

you crouch down and you cower
my dagger follows your every move

you give me one last look
with a tear and a goodbye

the dagger has done its job
it falls to the ground, stained.