Finale

Decisions made precisely,

repeating the past 

and all I can do is accept-

your gone,

you aren't with me

your better off now

and love can't give me-

an eighteenth chance.

I lost.

In a game of walking on water,

floating over fire,

I was untouched

and though I fell right onto the fire, I came out scar-free,

cause it was the way I thought it could be

and it stayed true.

So true, gullible behind stubbornness.

From the lie that fogged up the mirror, 

from guilty acid leaking out the lids

still burn the counter,

steaming away the sympathy,

leaving pure emptiness, a cold breeze followed by a bolt-

so strong but not strong enough to equal the pain

this game of revenge came to your favor,

and I feel for you,

I feel the hurt you feel,

I've been there before, unable to ignore-

all those silly voices telling you lies,

the ones that ruin the mind, giving up faith, leaving you with but a floor to walk on,

 

and in the end

those voices are really fading.

The past creeps, holding on to a lingering moment, bringing it shooting through the 
surface

unannounced.

You can't run from something deaf, but you can surely do it blind

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