Its the most beautiful thing Ive ever seen, slow and precise,
Twisting in and out, each motion well devised,
I cant look away, and neither can you,the destruction is hallowed into our hearts,
We watch as each movement fillets and whittles away the foundation, that now keeps us very much apart,
Contorting our grins into false smiles that we use to parade around as if nothing has gone wrong,
This game of destruction, is what we have been reduced to all along,
But i wont lie, i could never have hoped for anything more then the dramatic beauty you have instilled in me,
It keeps me going, searching for something more, in this  hostile, hate consumed community,
We always pretended that everything made sense,
When the reality of the situation leaves us both confused, and tense,
And the pressure, and the stress would build in muscles, and in bone,
And I would fight the urge to lash out, and just commit to being alone,
And its falling apart, the foundation, that’s keeping you at bay,
Im watching how glorious the destruction is, as the walls are being torn away
Its only a matter of time, before its crumbled and destroyed at your feet
A matter of time before,we look at the ash of distance as it lies in heaps,
Burning, red embers, lie here and there,
Remnants of the past that we once shared,
Its beautiful the destruction of the pain,
that kept me, alone, lost, and at bay,
Now all that’s lefts, is room to grow,
no more foundation or walls, meant to keep me alone.