She's a Planet - Colony 5

She comes to me unwillingly

I take her hands and hold them tight

Her eyes are sad as if they had

Seen all bad and not a single right

The last few years were filled with tears

First of joy but now of grief

When she slept, her life was kept

A conscience stolen by a thief

Her fragile face and shyish grace

Leaves me bereft

As much as I adore her skin to her core

She is in love with death

She wants to be the tragedy

The king of dreams wants to keep

She touch her hand to see if she can

Pinch herself back to sleep

She wears her depression, it’s like her fashion

She’s a planet in her own galaxy

My beautiful friend has reached the end

Of what she can take of reality

She wants to go back to the heart-attack

Which gave her a decade in coma

Her only desire is to expire

Into the dark worlds' aroma