The sky is red, and the day ending,

Fading beautifully to an end,

As am I, fading slowly away.

Both of us ending, now, together,

The sun to be reborn as the same,

Me bar to grow the grass and the weeds,

Both entering a night, together,

But something else ended first, the lie,

The lie called love, our lie, me and him,

Both lying, both sustained by that lie,

Both terrified for the end of it,

The end of what sustained us, slowly,

Slowly crawling unto death, alone,

The lie gone, the lie broken, ended,

What sustained us, ended and broken,

All left was dead, we would be soon, for

Love is the lie that keeps us alive.