I lost his mind

All down in a ditch

Apologies were empty

My words were an echo

Simply to be received

Concrete hears me

But won’t believe me

His feet can’t run

Nor can they dance

Don't know how to fix

What once was broken

His heart held doubt

And was in my hands

I tore it asunder

Like tangerine tendrils 

Cast aside blemished flesh

Without returning much needed red

I cannot remember

Where it all went wrong 

I cannot recall

His face, falling long

I miss his hands

Holding me

He'll miss deception

And feeling things

Death came swiftly 

Dearly, early 

I looked at his eyes

Awake and swirling 

Alone and torn

Hidden under a vessel

It hurts all the same

To him and to I 

Tonight I may cry

But on the inside

I have only one choice

That which is to lie