Graveyard of Reveries

Armageddon

I have not the faintest idea
Why my fireworks racket your peace
Are the colors not to your liking
Anymore?
Do splashes of our paint
Become nothing more than a stain
In your now monochrome dress
You said we'd try
Even if the ground splits in half
The ground in this present is still intact
But your arms
That was once my blanket
Becomes a malfunctioning magnet
Repelling
Cracking
Before earthquakes can form
A silent storm
One by one, the doors close
Not with a bang
But with somnolent breaths
That insinuates
You'd cease to exist
Before my eyes.


I know we're more than just drowning in youthful high
But why do you treat me
As if I'm not a factor
In the backbones of your very smiles
We knew the gamble we would one day make
Chances are we'd meet a different fate
Than the one that we'd dream of
When we were dangling larvae
Then we would one day be proud
Of our distinct metamorphosis
And the patterns in our own butterfly wings
Right now, I don't know why you think
As if this very time is sealed
For our Armageddon,
Blatantly confirming my worst fears,
Singing in monotone,
Tearing off the sheets
Of the only thing
That is ever real
To me.


Would all my thoughts and secrets be a dead weight
And all this body is a carcass?
I hope you'd wonder what I would do
Well,
My unpublished memoirs will recite your name
Like a poem on paper
That has an immortal's pen grazed
So fly along my butterfly
As I weep from my cage
I'll scratch tally marks on my walls in monochrome colors
Ringing the echoes of our bliss
The hinges creek
For the penultimate,
Of Armageddon
Step by step, the doors close
I can't tell if you're being cautious
To avoid startling me awake
So that's it?
So that's really it?
If you insist,
I'll take that as one last lullaby
For your finale
As tears form a line
You shut the door,
I shut my eyes.