“Tailor Made”

I'm a riddle
try to figure this one out
on a limb
hanging from a rope
dangling like a tire
swinging out into the sunset
I'll come back in
For you to throw me out again and again

somethings gotta give
climbing over mountains
made of stone turned to sand
somethings gotta give
knocking over castles
made of gold, turned to sand

I'm a vampire
wandered off into the dessert sun
blistering
thirsting for a drop of water
rolling off your skin
sweat it out like a fever
I'll drink you in
I'll bite your neck again and again

somethings gotta give
climbing over mountains
made of stone turned to sand
somethings gotta give
knocking over castles
made of gold, turned to sand

unnoticed, unspoken
We all feel the same
internal intervention
driving you insane
somethings gotta give

lost among the restless
tired disillusion married with the anxiousness
you paint yourself into that corner
invisible you spin
On a carousel of porcelain faces
sympathizing with devil
looking for compassion
mend the fabric, stitch
a spool of thread slowly unraveled
make something of it
and sew me into new day fashion
tailor made carefully crafted
hand made carefully crafted
self made carefully crafted