On an island only in my mind,
Nothing more on than what I need.
Wind caresses my waterlogged hair,
Chills crawl down my spine,
and take hold of my heart.
I can see it in the corner of my eye,
There’s fire on the horizon.
I yell out Cassandra into the night,
Praying to these pages, I call to her
If you saw the end coming, would you try to stop it?
By then, she was already gone.
Maybe I’ve got this twisted obsession with fucking things up.
The feeling of falling in love while the world’s burning down,
is all I’ve ever needed to feel.
When all that's left are the cinders of your life,
who still stands beside you?
where do you stand, Cassandra?
I listen to the birds like the Bible,
I ask the robots how to feel okay,
I cry myself to sleep, I’m too cool to care,
spell out the signs of being too far gone.
Cassandra, please, don’t leave me in the dark
I saw the end coming and I didn’t stop it
what if I knew you wanted me to?
A good/better person would have tried.
The world ends in fire, mine ends in ice
Because when Troy’s burning down is the only time I feel alive.
By Finn Girvan
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