she dreams in technicolour
through black and white days, a bittersweet revival
long walks in daydreams, lingering specters crawl out of the corners of the world
she feels her heart explode
crackle in the narrowing escapade between the sun and moon
this earth is slowly dying, it's phenomenal to behold
cells implode like rain falling off clouds
and lights flicker like gold melting. she's wrapped in gossamer
paper thin, a china doll breaking at the seams
lets hold each others hands til the world ends.
a/n: played with this for the last few months, the title comes from the movie Melancholia (2011) and after reading the summary I finally had an ending for this and I thought it kind of fit with the theme of the movie.