How You Speak It

Take a step/
Don't look down/
The wire is thin/
Frail and sound.
Falling feels/
A lot like flying/
Until you find yourself/
Screaming to keep from crying.

No matter how you speak it/
It hurts to think/
It hurts to remember/
It hurts to sink.
It hurts to sink.

Your eyes were closed/
Mine were bright/
Until you fell/
And I lost my light.
Take a step/
Don't look back/
The view is dark/
The starlight's black.

I let you down/
I know that now.
I whispered low/
So only we would know.

The feeling of letting someone you love down, whether it be in your mind or in reality, it is there. It's something you can't take back and when you find yourself in reverse and glancing the other direction it's all shades of black bleeding bright and there is no right, wrong, light, dark, or hope. It's all gray where still nothing can be done, nothing can be changed, and the past cannot be rewritten.