We played with death as a concept
The ice gave way and drowned us both
Here we are, in the place we will always return to
Staring death in the face with a mocking expression
Did we ever feel alive?
Did we find what we sought?
Did we know what we were looking for?
We exist in stasis
You are my reflection
You're everything I hate about myself
And you are always with me
We never felt alive
We found nothing
But an endless abyss of discontentment
I followed you onto a frozen lake
Where the ice is thinnest
And we fell through
I long for separation
For freedom from myself
I want to be healed
But these wounds are sentimental
