Lost in her own reverie, she stared out the window
admiring nature's delivery and
remaining immobile like an alert black widow .
Even the infinitesimal of creations were deeply appreciated.
Unfortunately, her liberation has depreciated .
All forms of colour slowly fade to monochrome.
At first glance , trees and vast greens are luscious.
The sounds and mood of the earth are now monotone .
From the rambunctious days to contentious rules ablaze. 
My sneaking suspicions of a partner has only made me still appreciate monochrome.
For now , that is all I can do as I constantly wonder ..

Sapphires are your eyes,
rubies are your lips.

Topaz is your hair
but onyx is your heart.

Sometimes, vices seem more
                 attractive
     and virtues seem more
                 destructive

You created the distance between us
so don't come back to me
when I boost my jetpack
and fly away to my old passions.

Do not come back to me
when I have settled
with someone else
or when your love life
suddenly starts,
then seizes to exist.

People make time for what they love
but your speech was not justified
when you made me more
of an option than a priority.

Don't come back to me
when I move on and discard
your smooth lies
and when I scrub
traces of your touch
from my hands and thighs .

My candour has been effective
and my armour has been scathed.
However, I have suffered worse
so I will never wish for your return
or our past times.

Living in the past is recipe for destruction.
This is a fact so take the instruction.

With long strides, I have picked up my pace
and with time, you will be replaced .

I went round and round,
spiraling from one disaster to another.

I was filthy rich and sipped the most
expensive wine and reeked of Givenchy
perfume and narcissism .

I walked with my head in the stars,
walked on water and overindulged
in the life of glamour and speed.

Everything was "Perfect"

Everything was MATERIALISTIC  

Think

What happens when a car speeds too fast ?

It crashes

That's when all the madness began.

I crashed and didn't crash alone
I had company.

Evil bubbles battle in my chest
With friction and force, so I don’t rest.
Their invisibility scares me more
than the pain itself since I cannot control
it and remove it from my chest.

Automatically, my hands rise
In hopes to alleviate the pain
But they rose to nothing more
Than pain who loves fame.

Always in the spotlight,
These bubbles of pain
Battle for severity
And leave me feeling
Insecurity.

Days of painless ease have gone
Leaving me feeling so bereft.
I still tell myself I’m strong
But wonder when my strength left.

Words, words and more words.
The source is under the sweet illusion that I care,
Thinking I'm all ears .
At school, my vision is in blur mode;
Zombie walking through the halls
Like leaves flowing down a stream.
Chitter chatter, endless laughter
And a lonely soul that slowly shatters .