How do I get up and get out of this pit?
I’m running out of places to sit.
It feels like a never ending downwards spiral.
There is no denial.
The masquerade won’t let me break free.
If only I could just see, the beauty in life but there is none around me.

I was stupid enough
To think I was where
You wanted to be
Until you admitted
That you were lost

I wish I could fall
together
as quickly as I
fall apart

I catch myself
thinking of our plans
that don't exist
now

and like trees
I'm shaken
in the wind
of what we once had

and I fall
into daydreams
and you're there
but I remind myself
that
you're not
and
we're done
like evaporated water

and it's strange
to think that the future of
you and I
are
no
longer
you and I

but it has to rain sometime