Pushed to the edge
talked ourselves to death
reflection you used to see
never looked alike to me.
Sayin’ what I wanted
not what I needed
going out my mind
good intentions(never good enough).
The dark light
the blazing ocean
you were a kaleidoscope
the future’s anchor.
Get out
of here
turn it around
or get out-
can we-
do you want to show me how?
The heat at the bottom
the light at the bottom
you were a kaleidoscope
a kaleidoscope.
