The Price

Piercing his eyes
Scars you can’t see
Cutting profound
Places you don’t want to be
Climbing a mountain
Crossing a sea
Behind
The struggle has ended
Damaged mind
Already descended
Acting out
Striving to make me secure
The gutter parts us
From the rain
Up on the hill
Tough and alone
Perfectly filling
His desolate throne
Acting out
Securing me
Friendly betrayal
Somber delight
Treating his tumor
Without a fight