Silently approaching creeping through the night. shadows below the radar hide from unsuspecting light. you can't see it coming but you feel it near. the eminent destruction pulls you down in the fear.
i turned out backwards. you turn with me. inside a basement bedroom. descent is seldom clean. we'll climb into attics look down on the streets. we stayed up through the seasons.
So I take that you thought. Some things are better left unsaid. You chose your inhibitions. Over what I should comprehend. What could have been done. To keep me from going astray.
I want to light a match and set you on fire. I want to watch you fall twelve stories to the sidewalk below. I want to hold a loaded gun to your head. Semi automatic 15 rounds/one in the chamber.
Wait awhile for me. Because I am just not ready.. I beg to see your face.. But all I see and all I hear is nothing. Nothing.. . Where did you go? Far away?.