The ties that bind can gag and Im bound by boundless insignificance. Set yourself on fire if you cant feel this burn. Did you run out of ink so soon? Let my roots be my guide, and my heart as my eyes. This light will lead you home. Theres not enough apathy in my soul: my heart refuses to grow cold. Just remember, you could fake this feeling forever. Nothing is sacred where hearts arent beating (Where is your spine?)... If my dreams must die, let them die in me, for the sake of understanding what I could not see. For what Ill never say, for what Ill never be: this was never for you, it was always for me. Youll never see: Were just flesh after all.
