Spiderwebbed

Searching for answers Discovering pain Sending a signal flare In the pouring rain Your embers linger But they don't spark The dormancy is the certainty Of what has long been dark You would never say to me what you intended us to be And I would contend but I don't want to condescend Walking down Damen Gasping for air Asphyxiating on the words I know I'll never share You would never say to me What you intended us to be And I would contend But I don't want to condescend It's not OK to rationalize I what I find must make sense But in my mind I'll testify that I would've made amends You would never say to me what you intended us to be And I would contend but I don't want to condescend And the writing on the mirror faded then it disappeared But the cracks on the glass are the spiderwebs that tie us to the past It's not OK to rationalize I what I find must make sense But in my mind I'll testify that I would've made amends