I’m tired… I’m falling deeper
The worry, the anxiety is beating.

My heart may handle, it may stop

Don’t rip it up, it’s tough enough

Living derealized, in pain and comfort

Faint through nightmares, stopping thoughts

Creating drama out of ‘purple’

Her favorite color, glooming hues

Is all she’s seen tonight while dreaming

Seeing his figure’s shadow 

at the beginning of New Life

Asking herself if she deserved it…