First Born, O

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In my chest, you were caged
A heart behind bars
I know not how you escaped
I carry no scars
First rhythmic, then simple
Then random chaos
Now turbulent, fickle
Through untainted thoughts

Blood streaks on the curtains
Bloody tables and chairs
The rope I am furnished
Leaves my breathing impaired
Blood trails to the daylight
It's dripping from the roof
But the rope, it often hides 
In the last place you look

This ship grows so big
The anchor wants to ski
But the wake is too swift
Makes it hard to compete
Now this ocean is vast
And my raft is very small
To try and outlast
It makes no sense at all

Blood streaks on the fences
Bloody bushes and trees
The rope, aforementioned, 
Needs a mending at its seams
There's blood in the schools
It's dripping from the desks
But the rope, it endures
I can't help but be impressed

This coast is unfamiliar
The shark blames his aging nose
Haggard now, without an answer
But to chase the heart he chose
Now the scent holds no copper
The tracks wash into the sand
I will taper my own offer
And wait, with patience, for demand

There's no blood on my dresser
Nor my closet, nor my clothes
The rope, under pressure,
Gives with no one to oppose
There's no blood in my vision
Nor my body, nor my brain
Two ropes now: Heed and Wisdom
I hope the ends are not too frayed

In your chest, I am caged
A heart after wars
And this is where I'll stay
It's what I'd hoped for from the start