I see you in the distance
run down pinned dreams
in the dark too hard to focus on recreation
memories flash by your head
scared to take cover
flash the light but you don’t see me this time
all the colors falling from your head
I see you strike memories like matchsticks
every burning ignition to color my days away
too dark to contrast
out of focus towards determination
too numb to feel
too dark to contrast
every radiation point hitting us harder and harder
every face we can’t recollect
a sudden impact in our heads
crash down the obliterated sky
miles away police scan for observation
he pays the price for the vices lined up against registered skin
all the chemicals in his hands to ingest the past away
to strike the match against the wall
to withstand every word far behind
to strike the headlights to understand
don’t know which way to turn
don’t want to obliterate the colors on the wall