The perception you have
This cloud that mars your judgement
A lack of compassion
And of vision
Has handed to me
Your transition
From lover to long term sufferer
And my metamorphosis
From your rock, to the reason,
We may never recover

How time has cracked
The fate we sealed
How nonchalance and reluctance
Have become the swords we yield
No time it would seem
To continue to dream
Just to watch the harvest burn,
Of our fallow field

We subside into solitude
The construction of,
Our pre fabricated fortitude
And all the worries, the strains
And the stress
They all shall drown
As our lives digress

No passing of grace
Just a funeral pyre
With time it douses
The burning desire
To turn run and find
All those years we left behind
Discarded with ease
No longer here to please
This heart-breaking separation
Now has become my emancipation