torn apart
unable to mend
pieces scattered across the galaxy
lost in the vortex of time
taken for granted time after time
fabrication of tears sown on my soul
I want to feel this no more

it was like we had our hands tied together but,
you were finding out your way out of the threads first,
wanting to get away like my skin was getting too hot to touch,
but you didn't know my knots were already loose,
i got away first.

I    just
                want                you               
to                        tell
me                       one
                         god
                       ****
                    simple
            yet
         so
          confu-
          -sing
         thing.

         why
        ?