The blade

My name is Jenny I'm just quite right 
I stand edge forward on the blade
Sharp tongue 
Tender eyes 
Waiting to be taken care of now that 
Is the surprise 
I can't find my way out of my sin
Slaughtered I'm frail by bones to bare my skin
In waves and rushes with sweet morning blushes 
Delighting in your sight 
Heavens hidden beyond the clouds now 
Sunlight on the sky for another night has passed
In your arms I feel alright 
Tears stream empty for awhile now 
Fucking Wont make anything all right 
On this jet plane to get away from the pain 
That keeps me hammered to this wall 
That keeps me despairing five feet tall
Retraumatized in the moments when I lost it all
I don't want to tell you that story again 
I don't want to listen to all that sin and steep in the negative 
Vibe that eats my soul alive 
Without much to say for my self besides I'm sorry