Collapsed Breath

When the sun cracked the sky,
And her eyes pierced right through,
The thoughts left to run me dry,
The collapse of my heart was you.

The light that had guided the way,
So many joyous steps,
Was it too much to ask you to stay,
When you just stood up and left?

The three words that held me so high,
Were the becoming of my death,
Those wings you gave me to fly,
Was the stealer of my breath.

The voice that filled my mind,
Was it to blame?
The lives we left behind,
The ice that became of the flame.

The promises I held so tight,
Do they also haunt you?
Was asphyxiating me the right,
Leaving me low and blue.

The three words that held me so high,
Were the becoming of my death,
Those wings you gave me to fly,
Was the stealer of my breath.

Was there any fire burning,
Even from the start?
The love was never stirring,
Within your frigid heart.

These feelings were only a joke,
That is all they were to you,
And this dark empty smoke,
All over your face it imbrues.

The three words that held me so high,
Were the becoming of my death,
Those wings you gave me to fly,
Was the stealer of my breath.