Power Turned to Dust

my hero turned out
just to be a zero
a double edged razor
scare me half to death
your words sink in
like the teeth of poison
i thought i could handle it
strong as an ox
but even oxen can fall
so here i go tumbling
clutching my heart
heart-attack due to the stress
you’re holding out
im holding you up
hell, we’re all in this together
the seams are ripping
you can’t find your needle?
you stabbed it in my heart
and now i’m bleeding
all over your carpet
which is being ripped out
from under us
as we stand here
barely glancing at each other
we havent got the time
we havent got the energy
focusing on a distant light
We forget about the now
shot to hell
hell is home
hate isnt a powerful enough word
not for this.