encrypted tinctures dissolving spelling out an unresolved melody that can never be even partially complete give up the ghost or go on fishing a barb through a sea of brunette hair in hopes to snare something i keep telling myself i felt before strung wide the distances between the strands that mark the years that ive been chasing the same high that i havent known since the first time ill have you know that you ruined me cause i could have it all and still not be even partially complete ill have you know that you ruined me because the blessing from you was a curse indeed ive been waiting years to snap out of this but your name sits on my lips and im afraid it might never leave the consequences incurred while crossing marked territory had it been left unmarked with dressed scars perhaps i could shake a fist at fate maybe the ground raised or maybe i sank either way i am left cordoned off and quarantined i move to merge the phrases that delay us strike out to lead the symphony change the frame of the status form transients into melody chasing that high that ruined me