Bled Across the Wire

Burned the years into ashen whispers this acrid smoke chokes my lungs
So careless with friends we’re given
So quick to reject forgiveness suffering to claim back time
And to think i believed in this burning the years into ashen whispers —
Loving
Crying
Dying
We play our parts
Words days' blood and tears shed upon the rooftops of this city time and time
again until We’re gone
Until it’s over
Portraits scars and memories
Keepsakes of what used to be my love bled across this infinite wire
And what it meant
I wish you knew
Bonds grow cold and time flies by
Love and energy
It’s been wasted
Does this mean anything to you?
Are you still confused?
All we do is build a wall between us