This, was an offering

There's a button you push
a door you pull down
a screen you slide across
and then you're in

Today bravery took me nowhere

There are books on the table
One that makes me want to die
One that makes me want to Live

Today bravery took me nowhere

Scattered around them, Thoughts
One that makes me want to kill
One that makes me want to save

The eyes never saw
if the hands never felt

Honesty is a sort of a sacrifice
Your hand, the knife
My lips, the wound
This was an offering

There's a button you push
a door you pull down
a screen you slide across
and then you're out