Apocalypse, You.

“Some people in our lives are not meant to stay.”

Underlying dissonant lingered,  

we were just too brave to try. 

Destiny declined, 

we were just too naive to fight against the world. 

thinking that we would win, 

then ended up hurting each other. 

Disruptive firelight,

something beautiful blazed too soon. 

Crashing down, not guarded, all around us.

Love and war, lust and need, hurt.