Reality was simple 'til you made up one your own
And brought me into scenery I never would've known
A separate togetherness, a circle with an end
I'd call it all the bitterness if I could comprehend
But here I am in pieces mixed with everything we are
Still writing my conclusions on my body like a scar
I never burn the paper but my fingers feel the heat
The rage of this insanity beginning in our feet
I hear the only remedy is letting past be past
Undoing every string that ever answered when I asked
I'll leave it up to stories I can bury in myself
'Cause no one needs to hear about the one for whom I fell