How can this be?
Foreshadowing my attempt at happiness
And all there was, was a remarkable deepness
Just collapsing in on itself taking me as captive
To retain what I thought would be my ecstasy
When in actually, in airborne was a rigid mist of sheer misfortune
Does one really hold these emotions to the extreme?
When their trembling insides just scream?
A frigid girl, unknowing
How to stay intact to her self-being
To her God, to her savior
When distractions just fall, and fall, and fall
Upon her like boulders
When all else fades, and when the tower fades to a crimson shade of cries
Please change me, please do.
Because right now, I need my savior more than I need you.