Heavy fog,  wrapped  in the valleys
Hands are pages that can be read
New art with a old heart
Standing in air,  without a breath to spare
Days have grown long , since we  clashed  with each other
Spinning without motivation
As a comatose path descends  
My lover is the soul of it all

Ripples out  in the sea
Skinned deafening pain
As a tragedy blossoms
Unrest days that seemed everlasting
Dandelion eyelids full of fireflies
Miles of wounding prayers
Braches have become weak
A cradle of beliefs that has vanished away

I inhale the fragile fields
With secrets in my stomach
Tangled in the corner of gods throat
Quiet hours in a angels room
Fresh kisses of fate
The remains of the memories will set me free

My words are exhausted
Full of afflictions
Wishing into the morning rays
Dusk in the gray sky
Beneath morning winds
A somber journey for me to face
The spirits will meet me in heaven
I will drink the devils tears
So I can restore harmony once again

A delicate fabric
Developing into me
Pursuing promises of light
As my lungs begin to  perforate
A rebel moon uninvited
Spitting pieces of ropes into the wasted clouds
I become frantic with the thought of relapse
With reflections of vulnerability
Starless twisting my departure
Boiling my foundations as the ashes bleed
The remorse of my demise seeping out my integrity

Substance free
Regretfully gazed at the galaxies
Rebel raised
Rejected promises
A flawless fight spun
Patterns painting in my throat
Departing at midnight to help with  god's thoughts
With glacial , temple moons
Mentally splattered  
Chemically misplaced
Split apart chest
I no longer exist

Pieces of lungs
Raging into hollow waves
The sand raining down
Wishes on the forsaken blue lips
The journey into deaths door
I just want to see it all fade away