Unstable balancing on a tight rope. Grasping anything in hand to aid cope. From trust torn to shreds. I cannot piece together all of these fragments. Can't piece together. For when the towers fall and fires arise. Fear the time of your demise. Disguised in desire and deceit. This destruction is what makes you complete. Befriend the nearing end. The end. Truth ignored. Sought relief through seclusion. Buried deep in my own false delusions. Internal and external. I know you inside and out; I know you. A witness with no comment. Deaf to even the closest. Melancholy.