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.