this is a dream, scattered with red rose petals
painted black & velvet purple, scintillating with stardust
soft hands warm touch painted lips strong heart
this is what it is to BURN

we're falling & failing from the one we want to be
but here are two arms to fall into & a heart to breathe;
here is a pair of aged old black wings from the darkest ages
just blow off the dust give it a tug & we'll be complete.

we're suffocating & drowning as air is getting thin
this is not where rock bottom is supposed to live
instead we're going up as everything points to the stars.
it's getting harder to breathe but the view looks more magnificent.

we're flying with aged old black wings
sailing head first INTO THE CLOUDS
just remember that the ones who have suffocated most
best understand the beauty of breathing in.