everything's been so different since the fire

we drove those back roads
the ones i'd venture alone
i forewarned you of
oncoming dangers you'd be shown
every tree is bare now
muck, ash
though the grass still grows
and only becomes greener
the further we go

i can no longer sit peacefully near bonfires
every flicker, every spark
reigniting what set all this apart

i no longer play with lighters
i feel as though i have more control, sure
but i no longer
trust these hands
with the possibility of losing it all again

everything's been so different since the fire

everything's just..
decayed
everything's just..
gone