AN: This & the next one are the same story told from two different peoples perspectives
To my golden age I've said goodbye
The good never get the chance to die
You never slip my mind so instead you'll slip away
Too gentle- more like rip- this hunger never fades
Was I the hero breaking you free from a chain?
Or have I cost you a soul free of bondage and pain?
Can't find the eye of my tempest 'cause nobody knows
How far an absentee father's love goes
Will the stain of my hands stick to your skin or could you walk right through the doors?
For the sake of you I hope it's all meaningless
I pray to God that God doesn't exist
Love isn't selfish but I'll never repent
The goodness in the world will always be spent
A coin wrested from one hand to another
Sweet for a moment, then searing forever
Was there something I could've done? Shoved myself back into the repose of the riptide instead of thrashing to the splintering dock?
I didn't mean to bring down the whole ship
