How dare I say I loved you
How could I?
I was broken, bent, weighed down
By my mere existence.

You picked me up
And I held on.

I was too busy being lifted
To see your breaking shoulders
You became my hope
And you began to lose your own

I never learned your dreams
Not in depth anyway
I was too busy with my sadness
That you tried to take away

I wish I would've asked to see
The talents in your grasp
The music you made
The world's you created

But I was a flooded river
And you were the shore
It's hard to say
Who swept up who

I wore you thin
How long can a man carry
A dead weight
And expect to be strong?

You began to pull away
And you began to slip up
You found solace in a familiar dance

Unprescribed yet medicated
Dosed with doubt
And lack of love

And me?
I still needed you
I still expected you.

And I blamed you
For not carrying me
When you were broken

We were twisted around each other
In substance and lack thereof
We crumbled trying to hold each other up

How could we?

How could I?

How could you?

None of this was supposed to happen.

I'm sorry.

This, the secret fate of all life
forever trapped in a locked room
delusions of grandeur are rife
chain links chiming hope in the brume.

Sooner or later, night finds you
this, the secret fate of all life
death is the groom that seeks a wife
to divorce and marry anew.

For better or worse, down will come
the upper crust cut with a knife
this, the secret fate of all life
best intentions first to sucuumb.

Zeitgeists eclipse the long bright dark
yellow spiral reign, flat and stark
reincarnate to reckon this strife,
that, the secret fate of all life.

Grazing on dead men's hair
dripping rivulets of bile
chains are reins seared
into their manes
equine specters stampede;
obsidian hooves trampling
the dreamdance rhythm.