You were color-coded

You once were the buffer between me and everything

I hoped to never suffer.

A pristine image, color-coded and patterned in ways that made agnostics the happy adepts

of divine grace.

And then, it became clear that you and I

we were nothing

but the other.

and that's when you became my thing to abominate.

that is why you had to die,

that is why you had to die, or so I thought;

I

I wanted

I wanted visions

I wanted visions to

I wanted visions to go

I wanted visions to go away!!!

but instead...

but instead... I'm coated in blood

and your vision

and your vision still spots my eyes

and I fear it will so

till the end

till the end of time.