Cut from the same stone
Broken down rubble thrown
Throwing salt upon closed wounds
Harmonizing with the blood moons

I tried to fix this
Our past was plastered shut
This pain is stained cracked
Our Love was stained glass

Healing takes time and energy
Unsealing my hurt and memories

She threw salt upon an open soul
Gaslighting was the end goal

My Friends never pick up their phone

How did this kingdom become dethroned

Connections a mystery

Foster kind empathy

Leave it up to maybe

Your words cannot save me



I want a sense of comfort

I want a sense of peace

But it's just outside my reach

Emotions always running low

Brain-fog and rainy snow

We ought to know

How to grow



Panic shook the social dynamic

Cold conversions

Open door therapy

Yes, its rogue sympathy

Antisocial mimicry

Third eye perfected imagery

Premonition paints a dark eerie prophecy

We're all floating in the same fallacy



My Friends never pick up their phone

How did this kingdom become dethroned

Connections a mystery

Foster kind empathy

Leave it up to maybe

Your words cannot save me