Emanating as a wave to the beats of my heart.
Corroding the area between my breasts with its intensity.
It came forth from me, and split into seven,
Diffracted by my imaginary sphere of existence:
The red curved in fury of the severance,
Twisting and writhing around my stomach,
Whilst the violet travelled in search of my savior,
Merging with the skies and calling out to Faith.
I plea to thee.
Don’t let me destroy myself.