Peeking out of the void in our memory
Our faces leaden survived cautiously
By the righteous remain
The crumbs you kept
A restless hope that never left
But on the inside as a secret
Linger and stay, wait but oh not away
Panting for a way back home
On the way out to my release
I saw you laid by the grass
Holding onto the final piece
And covered in red
Two crossroads at last met
Never this heart was cut so deep
With a better story that we now keep
a brief response please