It was just a long dream

You were one great fantasy

Disappearing

With everything else

When I woke up

You used to visit my crimson lips

Every so often

In my mind, you were so damn golden

But your tongue was always silver

You should've led with that

To begin with

Now I wipe away tears from my tired eyes

And apply more glitter to the corners

Planning to stay out past my curfew tonight

Planning to cleanse myself of your spirit

Planning to do more than only survive