Closed
if i killed you in your sleep
rest assured
i'd make sure it wouldn't hurt
because i would close the door behind me
and that's such a thing that's killed me many times
and a door standing open
haunting
daring
taunting
staring
is scaring me while i lie
with wide eyes and closed fists
wrapped around a joint
still smoking
and i'd always open the window
to let the ashes drop
and id drop too
to the ground
through an open door
and wind up still watching you sleep
from the door that never closed
so close your eyes
dream of things that end
and strings that snap
and rings that break
and know that the door is closed
when i finish you off