Never Ask Me - Repost

Never ask me if I stand alright,

For my form will teetering fall,

And any mountain that quivers tonight

Tomorrow will be rendered small.

Never ask me if my backbone sits straight,

For they will crack and break to dust.

And though today you see my smooth gait,

Soon you’ll see the rust.

Never ask me if my stance is sound,

For you’ll crackle the brittle skin.

I will try to keep the layers bound,

But they’ll leek and reek of sin.

Never ask me if my eyes see clear,

For I struggle through the night.

And these irises you hold so dear,

Will be dampened with sorrowful fright.

Never ask me if I love you not,

For my teeth will worry my lip.

When my battle’s been done and fought,

I’ll have fallen from my ship.