My Poetic Escape

I Think You're Deeply Confused

I guess it's a cycle of pain
That doesn't quite work the same
And likes to fluctuate
Destroys my brain
And eats my veins
I think I lost my heart
Long long ago
So I packed my memories in the hole
And feel in love with the idea of it
And now I can't let it go
So keep beating them in it
And keep my eyes focused on a lie
I guess it's better than truth sometimes
But you told me it's time
Tore the lie from my eyes
And ignited a flame
That burns a dark shade of gray
I wasn't told that this was supposed to be the spark
The one that keeps you alive
But it's making me die
You lighting our memories on fire
And smiling as I burn
I guess that's the worse of it all
I can see you smiling
I can see it
I can feel it
I am it
You were me
I was you
What happened to the two?