There are crossroads,
we come to a tension
from our path’s trail
exhaling fiery fiction.
Do you really believe
in what we had found?
My heart pumps left
me guess at no sound.
I need to know what I
do to tame the flames
of what exactly you do
feel so I can feel same.
We’ve tread there try
we do what we must.
I try know how life is
now that there’s no us.
Let me foster hope I,
after our lit disaster,
think inside my head
what I am truly after.
I am a vain creature I
try to be truth’s soldier.
In my battle I fight I do
need know for closure.