Time now upriver flows,
Grasp air to feel you close.
Tears unravel hidden weakness,
Be mesmerised by nothing else.

Mind bleeds a crimson tide,
Butterflies fall dead mid flight.
Flowers smell of fear,
Nerves of mine fracture.

Worlds merge like pastels,
Blinding dreams in darkness.
Missing textures of your skin,
Sweat tasting of despair within.

Missing arrows from angels torn,
As my soul turns to stone.
To gravity dreams succumb,
Ripping heart of its triumphs.

Embrace the truth we cannot,
Reality, dreams of you distort.
My purple veins of pain crack,
Each breath a dying act.

Forever one or else young,
We cannot ever be undone.
If your soul becomes a ghost,
A close friend, death, I shall host.