carefully deceived, a colorless lament.
blame? the empty compliments and the skill to circumvent.
living in the stained glass cell masked the slow decay.
i was focused on facade, and not the walls you'd torn away.
when'd you decide to leave?
when'd you decide to flee?

bruise had me believing every word you said.
spilling like a rushing waterfall to your murky river's bed.
when a changing current's flow left nothing to extract,
but you still begged for flood, how'd you expect me to react?
and when you lied to me,
you said it was for my own good.
then, you'd lie to me.
now you lie alone.

softer? i've been stalled.
fangs will fill of venom in unhinged jaw
separating tired from weak
blistering with apathy

thicker? i've been thawed
filtered, frigid-free, and envy the frost
fiending for a deeper marine
brushing off the atrophy

shrill electric blues drown out all dull synthetic hues
and that's all that's in the view up and below the open chute

then you pulled me in
to your dark liquid hell
and i can't breathe so well underwater
but the deeper we went
on our slow sea descent
the more content i became with the slaughter

it's the sirens in the shade
the ships that sank decide to stay
so spent from sunken trench. so spent when drenched and decks decayed
and i know i'm the same way
cuz as i'm wading in the waves
still can't differentiate between the flurry and the fade

but, still, eclectic ruse to trick a once-electric you
don't get fooled by the fuel my fuse is unconnected too