Slipping into a substance-less trance
Unable to distinguish between reality and dreams
Strained in fast forward
She'll watch her body descend-
The bottom of the bottle is her closest friend
A toast to the pain that dwells inside
A sip to the fallen
In limbo
She hides

Shadows loom
Darkening her world
A melancholy place
Of strife and trauma

A fading glimpse of who she used to be
As his halo surrounds her
Preventing a hollow heart from caving in
Guardian angel-
Eye from which he held
Her shattered world together