Oh. . I saw you. Angels came to light your path. I heard you keep their wings pressed under glass. Now am I so enthralled that I might die?. I saw you, sweetly smile, and say "do try".
I come quietly. Silent entities. Can lack a certain weight when unseen.. Do they speak of me?. My voice left with the breeze that. whispered "You should flee or you shall be seen?".
One at a time, constants become surreal. One at a time, heart attacks are concealed. I can see that I lose the joys of life. One at a time, suicides are revealed.
Five AM on the bathroom floor from the night before. Do you find me dreadful?. What a shame, such a sad disgrace, such a pretty face. But she's not regretful.