I discovered solace in a world,
Hidden behind some lenses that curled,
Fathoms the gap from your universe,
I crash through glass in an ancient hearse,
Inserted to a mind I loved to trust,
All feelings dispersed, broken. Crushed,
Consumed in the deep trench of stars,
Floating aimlessly to a moon of scars,
Your aura grants a sincere blessing,
I'll watch it vanish, abandon, go missing,
A dame combining form with gold,
Striving to achieve a sheet that folds,
An effort to shed your life some light,
It would be the reason I lost insight,
Of the countless meteorites that afloat,
All the wishing and counting will erode,
Goodbye to my clarity, goodbye consolation,
Its broken fragments of the glass eruption.