It’s easier to believe in anything that makes us feel right

Convictions based in falsehood and wrong ideas made so bright.

Instead of swallowing our pride

And settling down inside

We fight until there’s no turning back.

Burning bridges never felt so good

House and home igniting like dry wood

Ash dancing on the edges of our sanity

While flames like demons spewing out profanity

Slowly drive our life off track.

Only when the damage is done

Do our sense slowly come

Infernos leaving naught but lose in its wake

Reveal that the revelry was a fake

Shattering hearts and minds with a tremendous crack.