The Beggar (Demo) Swans

I’m sick of chewing at your heels
I’m sick of licking up your spit
What if I keep the power I give you?
Will I then decide to live?
The mud is sucking like a womb
To pull my naked body in
Without your eyes upon my weakness
Will I forget where I begin?
I am the stranger in your mirror
I am a glove without a hand
I am a body gently spinning
Now deliquescing in the wind
I am an empty vessel ringing
In a stone house in the woods
I am the poem that was written
On the backside of your lids
I am the shithead unforgiven
Now crawling up your inner leg
I am an insеct on your bedclothes
Searching for a placе to beg
Now every word’s a new beginning
When there’s nothing left to give
What if I steal the child inside you?
Will I remember how to live?
When will I finally learn to live?
When do I finally get to live?
When will I finally learn to live?