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in a second, we walked ten years away from what we used to be

claiming the reasons why made any sense at all

but what is real never looks how it feels

and so i knew that you’d never hear my voice again

i kept on choking while you disposed of every ounce of your mercy

my thoughts are wrapped around wrapped concern everytime i remember

how you were always the one who was dying

and i was always the one who was dead

we were a figment envisioned in relapse

absent reflections have forced us to look back

everything’s the same when nothing’s in the way

only black and white

how you see the world

and what i think i know

this distance will let us breathe in once i leave for the last time

stop believing that we can somehow rebuild what will no longer stand

ten years have passed

and i have counted each second

there never was a reason to claim

we ever felt anything other than hate

i have unwrapped all of my thoughts from concern

for now i know

that in the end there’s only death