Cast and torn pieces of red and black
White wings marred by ash of wood
Vivid image breaking line of abstract
A fragile figure in the darkness stood

I reached for you seeing you broken
To attempt to save you from the depths
But I realized in that hurtful moment
That I cannot save you from yourself

Ghostly shadows dance around you
Your painful tears become the beacon
Stench marking their hunger true
Abandoned lover bathing in crimson

The falling ash and the pilling snow
The written portrait of black and white
In scribbled words I have left my hope
That another save you from the night