"Angelbeasts serve as an omen of loss of self. Thriving in fractured memory."

You were my light
Swimming endlessly
amidst the rays of the sun

You were my light
I could swim toward you
endlessly
until I drown in your radiance

But now I'm Sun Starved
Lost along the shores of my Moon
Where I belong
Missing you

And there you will stay
Swimming among the sands of your Sun
Where you belong
Remembering me fondly...

But I could see them
I could see them

...Time has fractured your image
The light of your world
briefly shone to mine
Projecting a falsity
an almost material perfection

A warped and twisted reality
A memory fleeting
You swam towards it

And you have become one of them

*(An older piece, once born from trampled heartstrings - now divorced of context and stripped of identity. Wouldn't have a more fitting end for a piece like this I suppose...)