When We Know Is How We Forget Poem by Fallen Too Far

quick ive fallen back into the left behind of yesterday behold
the man trapped within a boy's eyes
a prison with a view

the last time i saw was the first time you looked into
my eyes and noticed something more
than what could be

i scream, quick! let go of the memories, float away
on a debris of sirens to the tune
of your wordless eyes

so real, and masked unseen behind a veil of virgin
pain and singular isolation