The cold touch of your palm
Relaxing my head
Upon your hands
Don't pull away
Blood shot eyes
I can't see any further
Tear stained soul
Dry me up
Hand on my spine
Knives in my throat
Control my nerves
Don't speak
Clammy palms
I'm loosing my grip
Holographic chest
Draw the blinds
Arm supporting my shoulder
Raise me higher
Energy drains you
Push me down
