Serpentine

I watched you slur the serenity prayer
As the blue bled out of your eyes
I could have lived inside your well-crafted promises
But then again, I could have died
What doesn’t stand up on its own is leaning
That’s the role I play in your dream
You star in mine as a charmer
A beautifully flawed serpentine
There’s a war going on inside of you
There’s a war going on inside of me too
I get lost chasing your storm
Or am I running from my own?
Either way the windows broken
Poison’s leaking in
Should it matter the thrower of the stone?