In Tension with a Knife

every second icy cold,
another needle, another time
a broken heart, a sweating face,
The rush when your hand was in mine

The memories provide no solace
like the bible on my desk
No, He can't help me, no one can,
until I complete the bloody task

The richness, red and slick,
Coppery and black-rose dark
Like chewing foil between my teeth
I wait for the seconds to make their mark

Time is passing just too slowly
No one's calling me but the knife
I check my messages, no missed calls
Pain's my one companion in life