A cry in the dark is all you can hear
When you are talking yourself into something
That doesn’t calculate in your plane of existence
How has this confusion engulfed your every thought
Turning your ever flowing string of lost dreams
Into a solid swamp of clay
Everything has appeared inverted
Since you gave into your confusion
Your words crawl out as lies
Your eyes spill tears of deception
Your cold shoulder has faltered
Under its need for a distant new embrace
False it may be
I did not confuse you
I did not invert you
I did not divert your thoughts
Into the blender of your now twisted perception
You have lost control, cant you see it
You want what you cannot have
You can’t have what you want for someone else
I can’t stop you
All I can do is build myself up as a brick wall
And sustain the verbal explosions
You heave at my cornerstone
You may return soon but will I still be there
A strong wall, or a pile of crushed stone
If I am a pile of rubble what then will you do
Will you build me back up, or will you fall
Fall into useless self pity
If you build me back up will you return to the blender
Will you attempt to destroy me
Or will I turn and allow the self destruction
Of all that I see in you wreak its havoc
Until you are nothing more than
A hollow heart and an empty soul, torn
Can I close my eyes and see you fall in the same moment
Can I walk away as I soften your landing
Can I expel everything about you from me
And live as though we never shared a heart
Never shared a time
Never shared a life
never