Heart Shaped Scrape

Beneath the Veil
(part two of Tragic Jester)

I can still feel you…
Like a ghost beneath my skin…


We carved our names
In the fragile parts of me you saved,
Turned every room
To a tomb of every promise we made.

Your voice still haunts
Every breath I take inside this place,
You said the dawn
Would carry peace, but it erased your face.


And I’m reaching through the dark
Searching for the shape you left behind…
Pulling at the scar
Where you were stitched into my mind…


Wake me from this heart-shaped scrape,
I’m bleeding through the lines you made.
You were my heaven and my ache—
The poison kiss I can’t un-take.
Every shadow calls your name…
Save me from this heart-shaped scrape.


You were the light
Dangling over every broken night,
My last hope held
On the edge where we surrendered our fight.

Your ghost steps in,
Tracing walls like you’re still trying to stay,
I close my eyes—
And feel you pulling me away…


Still I’m reaching through the dark,
Begging for the part of you that stayed…
Pulling at the scar
Where every memory was laid…


Wake me from this heart-shaped scrape,
I’m bleeding through the lines you made.
You were my heaven and my ache—
The poison kiss I can’t un-take.
Every shadow calls your name…
Save me from this heart-shaped scrape.


Why can’t I let you go?

I tried to hate you,
But the blade won’t bite—
It only carves your name in light.
If you’re still haunting me tonight,
Then pull me back
Or set me right—


Wake me from this heart-shaped scrape,
I’m drowning where the memories ache.
You were my peace, my hurricane—
The sweetest ghost I can’t unchain.
If love’s the wound I can’t escape…
Let me rise
From this
Heart-shaped scrape.


(whispered)
Don’t leave me here
As I fall asleep…