Dark love

Point straw lined hat stitched on the skin.
My own enemy I can see you now so easily.
Why do I call you enemy when you seem so passively nice?
Because my hands are tied to dignity the thing I don't want to show.
I fear you most because I dare show emotion.

Is this some kid of test to my own affliction?
If so then show me a solution of my own servant sylvans.
Am I out of my mind because I see myself going toward a crash?
Maybe I should stop cruising on a ride of negativity.

I can see a poison dripping down those fangs.
Is it mine or is it yours?
Make my fear disappear because I cant stop it from glowing.
Its my drug of synthetic ecstasy which I inject right through the ribs of my strongest bones.

The chance will pass me by when I want to say.
That there is trust in the must but my mind is in the pause of its way.
I want to choke the reflection of the slow mirror.
Why am I always there before it can reach me?
Is it because my thoughts are faster than my judgment?

Maybe if it is broken as much as I am it wont be so slow.
An angel you are but what you keep inside is the blight of secrets.
Where nobody can see past as daft as they are.
But I think you hold a kingdom of caring.