I'm sick of this.

[Rekad]

Schism
I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing.
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes crippling our communication
The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end testing our communication.

I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication.

Poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.

I know the pieces fit, cuz I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication

Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any
Sense of compassion
Between supposed lovers/brothers. now thats how you spam!