you and i are two different souls,
living on two separate worlds
that collided once
just to be parted
and never meet again.

In the quiet of night, I walk wild and free
To find something that will bring you back to me
There is a roughness in the silent breeze
The soil wet and soft beneath my feet

I keep walking, leaving behind a trail of blood and dirt
while my head hums and my heart is full of hurt
As I see the blinding light right in front of me
the stars glisten bright above the sea

I look up as I lay half asleep on the shoreline
the bluish white constellation of Lyra twinkles in the sky
and I laugh because even after all that we’ve been through
Everything still comes back to you.

There are holes in the soles of my feet. Open,
bleeding holes. Their edges
are crusted with salt. Their silence
says everything about the nature
of my pain. I'm like a mermaid,
cutting my tail in two just for a shot
at somehow finding happiness. Feet destroyed
from the hot glass I walk on
to find you, hair clotted with blood
and heavy with agony. My legs are long
broken. They fall to the floor
at all angles, shuddering screams
tearing the earth apart around me like weak
skin being ripped open by a thousand claws.
Ocean waves drag my blood back with them,
possessive and snide,
waiting for me, wretched and pathetic, to die.