Coffin of comets

Woke up with my teeth in gravel, lungs full of motor oil

Halo made of broken shrapnel from the wars I couldn’t spoil

Every heartbeat sounds like gunfire, every prayer comes out in rust

I’ve been chewing on the barbed wire that they wrapped around my trust All my angels turned to ashtrays, flicking halos into pits

All my demons wear my face now, talking sweet with split‑tongue lips

There’s a chapel in my ribcage, every pew is lined with chains

Every sermon that I sit through nails a cross into my ….name

If I’m forged in all this pressure

Why do I feel paper thin?

If these scars are proof of weather

Why they burn like brand‑new sin?

Light me up and let me fall like a coffin of comets

Black suit, black sky, with my name on the rocket

If I’m crashing anyway, I wanna carve it in the stone:

I was never your saint, I was sharpened to the bone

Tie my shame to the tail of the flame, let it drop

If the heavens never wanted me, I’ll burn my way off

Light me up and let me fall like a coffin of comets

I was born to turn the dark into a …..violent sonnet

I’ve been stapling my smile on with the bitterness I hide

Every compliment they hand me got a toxin in the rind

They keep saying “you’re a miracle,” while they’re cashing in my ache

But I’m choking on the scripture of “be grateful for your cage” Got a mirror made of iron, shows the rust beneath my skin

Shows the boy that never made it and the man that moved right in

With a spine of twisted rebar from the days I couldn’t bend

And a choir in my eardrums singing, “this is how you ….end”

If I’m blessed to still be breathing

Why’s it feel like borrowed breath?

If they call survival healing

Why’s my shadow dressed in death?

Light me up and let me fall like a coffin of comets

Black suit, black sky, with my name on the rocket

If I’m crashing anyway, I wanna carve it in the stone:

I was never your saint, I was sharpened to the bone

Tie my shame to the tail of the flame, let it drop

If the heavens never wanted me, I’ll burn my way off

Light me up and let me fall like a coffin of comets

I was born to turn the dark into a ….violent sonnet

Give me thunder in my knuckles, give me storms under my skin

If the galaxy is faithless, let the vacuum pull me in

I’ll be screaming through the silence, metal ribs about to bend

Every fracture in my orbit is a prophecy ….I send

I am not your quiet miracle

I am not your gentle ghost

I’m the wreck they set on fire

Just to see what burns the most

Light me up and let me fall like a coffin of comets

One last flare writing “I survived” in the darkness

If I’m crashing anyway, I’ll be the burn you can’t erase

Tie my shame to the tail of the flame, let it drop

If the heavens never wanted me, I’ll burn my …..way off