Break Me Open

I used to believe in the sound The sound of the ocean, an infinite current To carry us Now, there's a silence in the air Equally infinite, but utterly desolate A desert hush I packed up my old childhood And threw it in the abyss If someone would only dive down And recover it Break me open I've got my crosses to bear I'll be a husband, I'll be a father, I'll be your friend But don't hang me up all at once It's best not to barter with how much Your martyr will overstretch With arms held out so wide, You once nuzzled up inside Now, they're padlocked across This chest of old resentments Break me open (this morning has opened my eyes) These daily rehearsals, concentric circles Of you and I I can't find the bullseye) I fell down a well in my mind And I can't traverse it No, I can't reverse it so save my life If only you'd throw down a rope But you can't be bothered, You've got your own problems, You've had enough Not that I could blame you Okay, we both know that's a lie You shoulder the blame as I Stomach the shame in this Bottomless cavern If you'd break me open If you should ever read this, It's not a cry for help It's a plea for some far deeper need We couldn't possibly fathom Break me open --- Break Me Open - Tim Kasher