Her face seemed almost yellow

With chaotic solar tides
Of ego driven strength
Of a heart soaked in pride.

I felt compelled to stare
How was she aware.

And soon I saw she wasn't.

So wrapped in tangerine
Trying to show her
but nothing could be seen

She's giving into her failures
But i had never failed her.

She turned away from me

So burnt shades of nerve
You'll never be a martyr
Though that's what you yearn