Bleakly devoted to you
I mean it's love in a detrimental sense
A whisper like sandpaper on a chalkboard
A caress in the cold darkness
Sadly watching your every sign
Compiling the ways you move me away
Staining me with terrifying cleanliness
So clean I can almost see through myself
So clean I almost can't see myself
A vision in the purple night
Flows around my fluid mind
Taking hold of nothing in the everything I feel
Time slows, flowing out of my head
Leaving only the now
Shaking sense of self and selflessness I feel
Tracking the movements of a stationary
Moment.