I lower my blue waterfalls of sorrow to the floor.
I think of death and they turn black.
He must be coming for me soon.
I can feel it.
I can feel him taking over my soul.
He's going to take me.
Take me away.
He's going to steal me away from you and break me.
Thinking this,
I start to rain.
I'm raining for you.
Black seeps out from my waterfalls that were once blue.
(Darkened eyes)
Darkened by despise of myself.
I am lost.
My sorrow is present.
Crying with me.
My depression is angry.
Angry for always being with me.
Yet, he's my best friend.
Always there for me.
Bringing me down.
Causing me to bleed.
Death,
always in my mind.
Speaking to me.
Telling me its my time to go.
Turning my waterfalls black.
(darkened eyes)
Sighing so deeply,
my heart shatters.
Your love lies in pieces inside my lungs.
I struggle to breathe.
I choke.
My waterfalls spin uncontrollably.
Black as can be.
(Darkened eyes)
My world starts to jump and whip around.
My brain is screaming.
I can only hear Death's voice.
YOU'RE DYING. YOU'RE DYING. YOU'RE DYING.
It's your time!
A whisper deep inside the broken pieces of your love chants:
THINK OF ME. THINK OF ME. THINK OF ME.
I try to make out it's owner until it dawns on me.
It's YOUR voice.
I think of you and my waterfalls turn to streams of blue.
Death's voice fades slowly, whimpering:
YOU FAILED ME. YOU FAILED ME. YOU FAILED ME....
But I WILL be back!
Thoughts of you swim through my mind.
You saved my life.
My waterfalls stare at your picture lovingly,
caressing it softly,
A smile breaks through and the sun blooms
shining down on you.
(Lightened eyes)
