Martyr - red painted hands
Opiates silence the pain...

Wearily little sparks of life flutter
Into the great abyss - chasing away...

Sun rays climbing up
Kissing the clouds and healing...

Prisms heave upon broken shores
Ready to break open the doors...

While clutching me with icy claws
I fear my fragile heart to pause...

Love my beauty
But see my flaws...

I'm a void
Stuck in endless creation...

Sounds and color collide - unifying
Particles interacting, uplifting molecules...

Starlit
Trajectories...

Chasing
Harmonious...