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Let me tell you a story about a breathless shot of pain, |
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Seeping in through glazed uncovered eyes, |
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Death seems so life-like in disguise; |
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But the dreams i have are never real, |
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Crushed by the weight of how i feel. |
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Through glass horizons i can see the shattering of all we used to be. |
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I look back to when we parted ways, |
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But still i dream of better days, |
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When vibrant hearts were so alive, |
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To hell and back but we'd survived. |
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Remember nights out on the streets; |
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No rest befell our tired feet. |
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Now on every point we seem to disagree, |
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This pain has killed a part of me. |
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I can't believe that every path left open leads to me, |
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When every bond i've broken strangles me, |
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And breathes life into words unspoken. |
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Tragedy seems so real to me. |
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I'm feeling wary from falling: |
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I've got to kill what you've become, |
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And see this separation as a blessing in disguise. |
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But for a moment i would see that these roots still cling to me; |
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And even if i could stop the pain, |
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I'd cry forever in your name. |
