I still feel her hand
Removing the ring
Of which I made a bullet
And put it on a string
Rip away if needed
My mere being
On the string
Snapped
And trapped
In the ceiling
Releasing
Everything
But that feeling
Like nothing
Erupting
From my somethings
Slumping through
Creating the me
We never knew
Until all the way through
To the other side
Where I reside
In uncompromising lies
Disguised
As not caring
But my blaring heart
Shines through
Under clouded stars
But to start loving
Just seems too far
To go back
Too much weight
On impact
And I'll collapse
And lapse
My days away
In a lackadaisical haze
Of happiness
Where I'm eventually
Betrayed
And made
To feel
Less
But always
The opportunist
Tuning this
Ruined mess
Into the most
Beautifulest
Beast
I can leash
Until this test
Of heart and mind
Is complete
And the noise
Ceases
In the peace
Of her single image
Serenading me
In eternal sleep
Whispering lovelies
To my being free