On the Spot

Can we let the dust settle,

Instead of trying to test our mettle,

Let’s leave the screaming to the kettle,

Say goodnight the last time, we aren’t comin’ back,

We hold the cold, some willingly, others lack,

The heart to give in when things are going off track,

Forget the facade, let’s be real, like the fire,

We try to burn as proof of our kindness, liar,

You know what we’re doing is wrong, to the wire,

The fiber of our being, don’t push the buttons, you’ll die,

You’ll be worse than what you had at the start, but I,

Have and will, do the work of the night, I’ll try,

To sew you back together, my beautiful broken,

Without ears, so you don’t hear what we have spoken,

But you’ll have my heart, a token,

That at the end of the day,

Even the shiniest knight will pay.