Under My Skin

I've got you under my skin. I've got you in the heart of me, so deep underneath that I can barely find the end of you and the beginning of me. Your strength bleeds into my body, and I can see in your eyes that you can barely find yourself now. We are drowning in the shadow of our falsehoods, and only in anguish you've finally found me.

We are losing ourselves to the monsters we've created. Yet, like a safeguard, we have protected each other, refusing to let go as we begin to fall from grace. Just hold on a little longer, we've told ourselves. We'll get out of this. Just hold on.

We've held on too long. I can feel the pain that has scarred your heart, and I know you can see my own wounds from battle. We have to let go before the hate consumes us. We have to be free in order to live, to feel, to smile. We can't be one.

Sometimes hate is not enough to turn all of this into ashes, but I can't stop it any longer. I give in. We've been so busy trying to keep the weight of the world off of each other's shoulders that we have forgotten our own burdens, and so we collapse under them. And now, hand in hand, we're running to the edge of the world as the world destroys us. In the last moments of our lives, we are whole.

We can't fight this any longer, my love. We've had our fun. As our blood mixes in the darkness and the angels pick us up, I smile as we go together into oblivion. They can't find the end of me and the beginning of you. I've got you too deep under my skin.