Upon thy blade

Precious tears I shed for you,
can not replace thy jaded tomb.
Hold back the blade and come to my arms,
where I will shelter you from all harm.
Hold me tight,
all thru the night.
Tuck me in as I fade to dust,
no more to cry from bleeding trust.
But I am here to sooth it all,
and take the burdens from your soul.
Take heart my friend in what you see,
look deeply now it's no deceit.
My heart is open and there for you,
to heal the scars of this dark night.