Death Can Shake Me From Your Hand.

Death can shake me from your hand.
Unaware of the rainbow above you
In your would of black and white
I give you my mouth of skittles as
a way to experience the
rainbow.

The Clouds of wet tears
falls as you confirm your love
to me and never be seen in a
dream, they scream as you
become my knight in shining
armor and kiss my eyes and
sing me to slumber.

Kill the Meaningless
Yet protect the harmless
making no sense, you float
by on your boat of right
as I drown myself in the
sea of wrong.

It's pointless to hide behind
a mask your whole life,
because you'll always leave
bystanders wondering what
lies beyond the hardened
facade you've created.