Wrapped by your scent,
Blinded by your beauty.
You were my sun,
And I was your Icarus.

You and I were like living in our utopia;
You choked reality into me,
Now it's dystopia.
Now it's all past;
A thread of your memories,
Your absence turned into a needle,
And made me bleed.

But still I tried.
I tried and I tried to fly above, to reach you,
So I could get inside your ribcage,
Feel embraced by your flesh and skin.
Maybe then I could connect with your veins;
And I could reach you,
Your heart,
Your brain,
Your everything.

But no, you burned my fragile wings,
And stopped me from reaching you.
And I fell.
As I was falling I saw you devouring me.
My skin burned.
You hid within the crack of my burned skin,
You remain there, with pain intact.