do you move on with a broken past
bleed patterns dancing on shattered glass
warm your skin with meaningless lust
bask in the confusion and distrust

if you somehow run fast enough
and you want it badly, badly enough
do the walls of the jail that hole up your heart
fall apart

do the memories dance
like moths to a flame
does your mind rattle and hum
with nicotine in your veins

fuck you for speaking your mind
fuck you for leaving the left behind
fuck you for making mistakes
and fuck you for the fairytales

when you have nothing to hold on to
but the words with no weight
and your very conscience leaves you
for the bridges burnt in your wake

hate me- i’m honest
love me- i’m a liar
don’t look for revelations there aren’t any
don’t look for reconcillations there aren’t any

silly boy