Alloy

Subject to change?
Tell me something new
This shackle in the chain...
The alloy is weak and as weary as she can be

Shocked, I will deny the anger
Shading my angered eyes
I've accepted to be frail at times
I'm expected to be overly sensitive to change

Destruction of proof
Evidence removed and misplaced
Erased by the unmoved
Watch how she grows smaller as she goes down
I shiver and shake
Sweat, as it breaks like a junky in need of that 'something'
I've tried to explain
I wax and I wane with your ever changing moods

Warning signs
Invisible to the naked eye
Never you mind
It felt right. We took flight, oblivious
Can we fix what we missed?
A last kiss or yet another?
It proved right that we might attempt this escape to reality

Never you mind
Shatter the shrine