Coiled around my heart.

My world is agony, my box of falsehoods keeps me cold.
I keep my betrayals clean; I keep their edges keen and
sharp and coiled around my heart.

My world is darkness, I keep myself alone. My sight sees
no light, my bitterness is my shield; I keep its edges keen and
sharp and coiled around my heart.

My world is an island where no one comes, my history lost,
my future behind me. My fire burns bright; I keep its heat
to myself alone – coiled around my heart.

I’m age, old and unwelcome are my days. My dreams
have gone and no one has seen them, they are for me; I keep
their edges keen and bright and coiled around my heart.

 I keep their edges keen and bright and coiled around my heart.

  I keep their edges keen and bright and coiled around my heart.