“When there’s nothing left to burn,
You have to set yourself on fire.”
I am alone in this pit.
I am afraid that the lights above are just other fires,
so why climb out?
Maybe I’d rather sit and smolder in the ashes of past endeavors.
Though, you tell me that I didn’t even try.
Your perspective is so narrow,
I shouldn’t hope you could see the plight of someone below you.
Add another body to your count,
another corpse to the pile,
as you reach for something that won’t happen.
At least not while you fight it every step of the way.
You should know, though
I’ll keep a spot warm for you here.
I will always want you by my side.