Ultha - Constructs Of Separation

“You had your chance”
the stillness answered,
and my heart broke
like everyone else's.
“In the state that you're in,
it all adds up to nothing”.
Escapes within,
where you can see perfectly in the dark.
Where distance doesn't matter,
because you're chained inside.
From speak to spoken,
from break to broken.
Ubiquitous neglect,
shape shifting through time,
invalidates intimacy
in these desperate moments of life.
“These eyes will deceive you!
Can't you feel it breathing?”
Oh yes, I do –
and I remember everything.
But nothing heals and hurts like time,
until names are just a broken sound.
“To hell with our lives”
spoke a silence within the silence.
And with a knife of silver it released my heart.
With not one promise left to break,
it all came down to this:
A nightmare you keep waking up into.