Sparks

Heartache
you hate with such confidence
Your savage, bland ignorance
Was there ever hope for us

Brutal mistakes
and shining sparks of memory
You said you’d always be there
I can still smell you, everything sensory

Pity my hope
I hate your love more than ever
You told me you were here, but I’m ignored
The promises you made, do you remember

Think of me
a flashing red strobe light
Confusion and a burning intensity
The difference between loud and quiet

Echoed sighs
and a piercing brightness
A demons lies in a dark gloom
For strangers you had such politeness

Green eyes
frustration and fear turn to violence
Wandering without purpose
If I could turn this storm to silence