a catalyst to catastrophe - the harbinger

 

There was a fire that ran up hill 

As unprecedented as an eclipse

It latched onto the violets on my skin

And surrendered a sadness that left me thin

Everyone is entitled to the perpetuity of something

Alcoholic respite is momentary and imaginary

And when the wine spills over

It'd have aged like the time we surrendered 

In exchange for an eternity together

The towering bridges and weeping ridges crumbled before me

And I found it hard to believe I wasn't a catalyst to catastrophe

It sits on the back of my tongue 

Threatening me to swallow it down

The absence of solace, a glimmer in the darkness 

And I'm running back to it again

Our field of dreams battered and bruised by nostalgic rules

Now I weep into my bathtub and let the shower burn your touch off me

Let my memory turn to dust at your feet

Let the circus find its way to abduct me

Amongst the shackles and the whiplash bleeding

I've never been more at peace

The towering bridges and weeping ridges crumbled before me

And I found it hard to believe I wasn't a catalyst to catastrophe

It sits on the back of my tongue 

Threatening me to swallow it down

The absence of solace, a glimmer in the darkness 

And I'm running back to it again

Whispers of comfort unsettled me off the face of the Earth

I never understood the weight of those words

You fade into the fringes of the darkness 

I honor your soul but dishonor your existence

Some days I just can't seem to be and I fear I may not live to regret it

Watching our future disappear into the dissonance

The towering bridges and weeping ridges crumbled before me

And I found it hard to believe I wasn't a catalyst to catastrophe

It sits on the back of my tongue 

Threatening me to swallow it down

The absence of solace, a glimmer in the darkness 

And I'm running back to it again. 

-auctor