floating (draft)

the image of desire painted slightly over sky

borrows sorrow from the memories scatered lightly over time

obsessions over silver skin and times when you were mine

but all that's left remaining is a self-destructive lie

the frantically demolished lie silent, cold and still

god cries out for all our pain but still allows us to feel

the beauty of destruction is the only thing that's real

truth is dead and bloodied while our scars will never heal

once upon a time was bliss but now we long to follow

across the oceans of embrace to meet again tomorrow

the distance is dust vapour and the heart is a black hollow

an empty sac of sadness that we're aching to just swallow

seduced at first by the promise of new life

the rebirth of old faces and a fresh will to survive

but all is lost when we slip up and no hope is left tothrive

now all that's left remaining is a self-destructive lie