You, the pearl amongst vapor tides
The body is gone, the Sun will cry
Lone absence unfelt; the torpid mind
Our breath like ghosts afraid of flight
In deteriorating fields, perception lies
And truth unfolds beyond tangerine skies
Mischievous foundations of mutated kinds
All relevance lost in amygdaloid times

Because the galaxy was blue
Because the universe was me and you
Because of our hunger for a world not ours
Because of the deficiency within our stars

The consistent lack of artless voids
And shifting second nature grins
Such bliss in connection- rift to avoid
But they have come and crawled within

Because of the absence in pure communication
Because of the split between two fleeting creations
Because the skies have all gone down
Because the spirits put us under the ground

The psychedelic tides became too strong
Her little voice lost in waves far past
Ouija spirits sacredly summoned and
Sinister laughter cracking her glass

Because the earth twisted her bones into a mobius strip
Because the pure boy had begun to slip
Because of the way we couldn't make sense of it all
Because of the subconscious swaying to falls

Alone now in tear drowned terror, the manipulative beast
The little girl whimpering in soiled sheets
He orchestrated the world into ****** gatherings
Our souls succumbed to iniquitous happenings

Because they craved for more than they had
Because they had no choice but to become mad
Because they hadn't set their imprinted place
Because they allowed the demons to show their face

I called his name in lulling tones
As I laid still upon the bed
And wondered what would become of my bones
If they could not get the voices out of my head

Because of free will, he came to me for peace
Because of the misleading thrill and rapid retinas decrease
Because the voice quells to his sweet earth
Because the reason for death had been rebirth

What it was to be consciously dying--
Afraid for eyelids shut; inducing eternal sleep
Lullabies hummed so softly lying
To be so far, to be in too deep

Because we were finally safe when all unfolded
Because we made sure nothing was left untold and
Because we had brought each other back to shore
Because of the desire to stay once more

How delicate and pure are the unrequited affections
A fleeting glimpse of the future's past
The forgotten seed never to touch soil;
Failure to begin in infantile bud
Rejected from sweet bloom.
All composed by chance.

A place in time where all is ever so fragile--
The sumptuous sentiment a timid trap
Upon which one enters on their own accord;
Where there is hardly any light
And such reverie cannot bear any fruit
While all along there is no exit.