My Beloved Angel

Can't breathe
Can't sleep
Can't eat
Can't dream

Lost.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.

Cherry blossoms,
floating in a midnight breeze.
Petals as reservoirs for memories.
Of a starry heaven.

Blasphemies of wretched whores.
Devouring the incompetent.
Loveless names forsaken.
A juxtaposition of fairy-tales.

Nothing makes sense.
Words slung together.
Fabricating realities untold of.
Unheard of.
Unspoken.

All that rests within the blackness
Is you.
A light so benevolent it penetrates this accursed hole.
A hole I've been stuck in.
For an eternity.

Within my grasp you are.
But unable to cross the threshold I am.
I see you.
I feel you.
I hear you.

Where are you?