Together; far away, in the fires we lit,
At the base of our rage, spitting fuel from our lips.
Embraced; our noosed arms, on the gallows we built,
Upon the embered resent, In the dark night, shadow cast by vindication.
The whiplashed words, poison talk,
The frosted glance away, eyes too hot to rest in.
And anger leaves like the fog,
So in blow the winds of vacancy, the empty breeze of sadness.
And i would take all your sorrow, adopt all your miscomforts,
Bear all that you suffer and carry all of your sadness should it do any good.
As i would lie on my back so you may walk over the still smouldering embers, and through the flames of the past.
For i could never watch you burn.
Though your soiled tongue and derelict eyes inform me you could gaze as i would blister, that you could never burn for me: Still I give my back in service, i shall never let you bathe in the hurtfull glare of our fires.
Lay me down and leave me.
Walk from the the salted earth we lived on, on through the meadows i tried to give you.
Escape the skys i could not keep blue for you, clouded by my mistakes, the grey a reminder: i was not good enough.
Now walk amongst the sunshine, over the vast plains of potential,
Unto your final happiness.
I would sit here a thousand years,
Awake in the blaze you left,
Under shadows past and present,
With the weight of all your suffering,
Blackened by ash in silent damnation
Should it give you back your smile.
I wait with all the darkness,
I stay with all the pain,
So you may walk to summer,
And be loved once again.