the fire has gone out – your valkyries have taken it away
no dream of mine remains. all levity, optimism coloured grey
don’t pity me or think you’re safe
hunters of hope give no escape
one day you’ll find you feel the same
forgotten name, forgotten names
i thought you might take notice of these things i did, respond with love
acknowledgment for what’s deserved, communicate that i was heard
but give a damn? it’s clear you don’t
will i forget? my memory’s bad
i’m at a loss for which is worse
your carelessness, or willful hurt
you choose to kill, my fate to lose
your valkyries i can’t refuse
now – who’s to blame for the disfigurement of emotional health?
i’m half responsible + of that fact there is no doubt
but is it fair for me to think
your inaction could be a link
to my malaise? well, i ask you:
is reciprocation one-way or two?
