A haven of brilliant colours lit up her eyes...
And her ears caught the faint murmur of an ancient song of the flower gods...
Her tender hands felt the papery body of her new friends...
And affectionately did she blow a kiss to their hearts...

She often wondered how her life had filled with such colours of the primroses...
That she had no chance of recalling the dungeon trapped days of her life...

Her world had become one with the blues, reds, yellows, oranges and violets of her new companions...

....

And this was how when he left her...
She never left herself!

You saw the twinkle
In his eyes
But the shining stars
Now all but die
Breathing shallow
Heartbeat does lack
The light within
Now fades to black
One final look
Into the sky
To seek the place
Where angels fly
One final breath
Oh so deep
As he exhales
To an eternal sleep

Thoughts of you
Run so deep
If I am dreaming
Let me sleep
If I’m awake
Don’t let me slumber
For this true love
Has pulled me under

In the garden
Towards the wall
There stood a rose
So proud and tall
The sun would shine
Way back when
But this is now
And that was then
For my garden
No longer shines
The roses petals
Now decline
For it knows
That you're not there
A carried burden
It does share
For in itself
No longer cares

I’m a raging fire
Or a gentle breeze
Amongst the chaos
I’ll put your mind at ease
I am the calm
Inside the storm
On the coldest of nights
I’ll keep you warm

It's two blue ticks mocking,
With a Lucifer smile.
An "I don't know know"
To a "what are we"
Feel it, touch it,
More real than
The blood oozing out.
Holding your own hand,
For warmth in the night
Crying moonbeams.
Estranged self and the
Spaceships are empty
Cardboard boxes again.
No.
Not darkness.
It's the absence of somebody
To share your light with.
It's words. without souls.
And people. Without meaning.
It's "nothing
It's a "let it be."