Yurchenia
Season: 2 | Place: 16 | Points: 30
White feathers on the floor…
I woke into the light
From endless, frozen night
The silence felt too loud
Like shadows in a crowd
I saw you lying there
So fragile, unaware
A ghost without a breath
A quiet kind of death
Oh dove… my dove…
Who took your breath away?
You were my only love
Now nothing here will stay
Oh dove… don’t go…
I’m calling through the dark
If peace was in your wings
Why leave me with this scar?
A cry behind the wall
I hear it when I fall
A sound I can’t escape
A dark and twisted shape
It howls just like a cat
But worse than that… far worse
A devil in my head
A never-ending curse
Oh dove… my dove…
Who stole your final breath?
You were my only hope
Now all I feel is death
I see it in my mind
It never leaves me blind
Was it me all along?
Oh dove… my dove…
Your silence screams so loud
You were my fragile light
Now I’m lost in the crowd
White feathers… fade to gray…