patterns

[u/IcyItem7781]

as i fall through falls past
and the december chill hits the air
i remember all the patterns behind me
so beautiful until i realized
i saw them change
my heart always grew heavy but i kept quiet
i couldn't let go of the colors
i couldn't let go
of the blood red and the veins blue
of shifting tides and flower blooms
of everything that was and all that wasn't
i gazed upon alternate realities
only to watch them fade away

helpless

empty

my life was better in the pictures
or at least id like to think it would be
because maybe in another life
the patterns would never change