I see ripples in the sky,

transcendental to my eye

wondering how it gets there,

up high those waves seem rare.

The colors up above

enlighten my being

the man I used to love

can't believe I'm seeing

him as I'm standing upright,

the tears of Zeus I sight

about to pour down so heavily,

splash!

a massive storm there is

on the ground lays my body

thereafter, I feel awake in reality

with nothing but a single scar,

coming from my tragically, flabbergasting, imaginative story.