broken well

Call me a glimmering mist A wasteland of blinking trysts A thing you fly over with Blank wonder at my cold credence Your cold hands are sweating now Shredding the air slow to me down How well you can stomp a fire out What lingers will stoke my burning throat It's only sadness Settling in with its Softening screams like the Home that I make of it Call me invisible A wraith of your future self Granted, you'll make it so far You try not to think about Your kind eyes are rolling now Trying to divide broken from well 'Holden to dreams you call the past But I'm still the questions you can't ask Can't but you have to We're just passing through Under blanket skies Run my clear eyes It's only sadness Settling in with its Softening screams like the Home that I make of it It's only sadness It's only sadness