You are the acid

eating at my tender heart.

You are the black waters

drowning me in cold.

You are the ray of light

that I follow blindly through the eerie darkness.

You are the sip of water

quenching my dry aching throat.

You are the letter stained red

that I can never open.

You are the crystal ball

murky white, which I cannot decipher.

You are the adrenalin

pulsing through my veins,

pushing me to the edge.

You are the song

that my soul would play

if my heartstrings were a golden harp.

You are the stars high above my head

so distant and out of reach.

You are a blood red rose

beautiful yet dangerous.