The flashbacks of my life,
the one I spent aimlessly wading through.
Through laughs and tears, through arguments
meant for me and you.
We had a world of dreams at our door,
this place was ours, our safe house,
bringing our pasts together in
the eclipse of our future.
I feel the torment of your mind,
the very pull of the wrong direction,
away from me and away from our future.
And I feel the torment of my heart,
the pull of failure.