Wishful Thinking

Broken glass and broken promise

Wipe that slate clean. Why not kill that too

Kill it

I've suffered your silence. I've hit a brick wall

I've taken my chances. I've taken the fall

Will you answer? Wishful thinking

And when the answer comes I wish you would

Bite your tongue

Until you choke on blood

It's over, all but the crying

I promised you roses

I choked you with vines

We traveled the galaxies

We tripped all the mines

We let the days wither

We let every day pass

We fit like a puzzle

We shattered like glass. Silence.