The only thing that's real

Blood from veins,
Faded beauty in crimson,
When worldly sorrows fade away,
When the only thing that’s real,
The blood that couldn’t stay.

Purple bruises on white skin,
Faded beauty in purple, blue and black,
When worldly sorrows fade away,
When the only thing that’s real,
The blows landing on tender skin.

Heartbreak in the worst of times,
Faded beauty in her tears,
When her worldly sorrows fade away,
When the only thing that’s real,
The reality of her harsh existence.

Losing someone dear,
Faded beauty in their peaceful face,
When worldly sorrows fade away,
When the only thing that’s real,
The agonising pang of knowing they’re gone.
They’re not coming back.