Tainted by the truth,
I fail before the finish line.
I fell the more I closed my eyes,
and it's the easy way
to get away, to contemplate,
is it my turn today?
To see what's left after fate
is to no longer see anyway.

Fixated,
I'm bound to the stake.
Chest ripped wide open,
here's my heart to take.
You thought love was fake
until you felt the warmth I gave,
but then it was too late.
I'm hanging by a string,
I might let go of this thing
that's been keeping me
from being me.

With no options to weigh,
I pull myself away.