Millions [Poetry]

sunset decaying

sunset decaying

november26twenty17

for you inspired the creation of my galaxies, the intricate patterns I sway myself to sleep with. the loss of lacklustre, of terrible grey.

starry stranglers, betrayed by my own creations. my own love chokes me, eats my insides alive.

not even faking it. broadcasted disaster, tallest flames grow ever higher. falling faster, this pain's an everlaster.

sunset cut up to pieces, blended with the dark. shining pieces of beautiful calamity.

forsaken; no more. taken; nothing left. penniless truly, for no amount of money could make up for happiness lost.