Thy vows are all broken
Although mine still remains the same; my feelings don’t need the motivation to live other than itself.

While words remain unspoken
I silently express my feelings as I give my body to you once more, like an offering to chaos.
Soul wrecking pain as the knife is twisted and pulled off of my heart.
All turns cold - angel singing - I see your face in the violet hour;
We’re dancing again in a dream.

Bleeding inwardly while a condemned infestation breaks my being;
A beheaded flower no longer needs water.

True love of mine, remember me when the wind blows stronger
I will remember you when hearing the sound of the leaves under my feet

And I will smile.