I've spent this time

In the company of all my vices

At the mercy of a mind

Running tired and endless

When I close my eyes and fall asleep

Every night these past few weeks

I find myself with you again

Still sharing breaths, still holding hands

But I wake fast and gasp for air

If what's not real is all still there

Never had an honest answer

Face the brutal truth

Found no trace of hope in a wasted you

You're a wilting flower with dying roots

Burnt out the candle that went like our faded youth

Her life is comfortable and grounded by aesthetics

Shallow as they come

In your own shadow of death

Treading light enough

Just to save some breath

Caught in the undertow of your waves

I sense the tides are rising slow

Like your entitlement

Your heart has changed and dragged me out

What happened to the love we found?

Or what I defined because I believed

The words you wrote and spoke to me

Never had an honest answer

Face the brutal truth

Found no trace of hope in a wasted you

You're a wilting flower with dying roots

Burnt out the candle that went like our faded youth

A white picket fence, yet a lack of substance

Your empty hands placed hope in circumstance