Absolution

every second spells a razor in skin
threading on cold frail ice so thin
tattered wounds never healing
fighting a struggle I will never win

odd thoughts riddle my heart
doubting certainties of laid realities
be it the queen of diamonds or of spades
neither bear the honest red key

please lift me up & hear me cry
a dark disguise when you see me smile
blanket my anxiety in the endless eclipse
but don't see me tear when I'm all I fear