When all of these peaceful dreams,
Turning into the nightmare they once were,
Failing to shield her eyes from you.

When all falls apart and like many times,
Your former patience snaps slowly and then all at once,
She hides between her jumpers with a trembling lip.

When the sun glistens through the curtains,
And last night is only a haze and a numbing throb,
You wonder why she flinches as you call her.

You reach out for her touch,
She can’t help but fall into your embrace,
Powder blue discoloring shining through her personal shield.

You clear her face of all facades,
You demand to know how this happened,
But deep beneath you know what happened to the pink-tinged angel.

Your shadows of what you once had been,
Slips away as the sun light vanishes fast,
Immersing into the same nightmare.