Another change of heart,
The world rustles under indigo spells
Its,
Sincerity reflects into my irises.

I can't breathe again.
My lungs have been punctured
With a cataract of sentiments.

Against my palm, the world seems
Apathetic.

A spray paint of yellow,
I wilt under a strange euphoria.
The angels are flying high above,
Just out of my reach.