[k.s.e.]

The distance doubles in the opposite direction
another inconclusion advances to no where
as we pretend to move along
still there's no new reason
to this choice so staticly concieved

And the selfish precedence was good enough
a new goodbye introduced by recorded voice
another tick on the same old post
to leave without making a move
as you let the color inspire
in the same drifting pattern

And the green shifts into the black
the nocturne in definition
so easily envious to where you want to be.

Now she's packed ready
so overly concerned with distance
when she leaves everything behind
like the last action in an ending plot
but there was so much more needed from her
stuck somewhere between unsure and content

In this place - she stands for catalyst
darkened by dropped curtains
another day tuned to static
as we left for our own surreal peace of mind
a life in everyday promise
and the holy war 4 years weighted

Her voice carefully carries out
with a single note
she signals all the blame
with all the broken promises we never paid out
she'll pick up the pace, stumbling
one step and she wrote her last words
two more to inspire my own personal shame
with three, i'll never see her again

we'll make the same decision for this season
so much of the same as the last, collapsed
everyone is waiting for Decembers end
to soften the cold
with so much to strive for
when you give all for the sake of someone else