just enough pathos

A diversion often helps.
A sickening,dull pain shimmers near my throat.devious creature.
You shouldn't have told me about the flawed nothingness,
or have stardustbits crumpled in your hands.
I shall call out your name,now.
You will,or not,accept the purple flower,offered by the nymph?
The blurredness all around captivates me,and i want to rip off the ghastly masks.
And,i fall,like a lonesome autumn leaf.

The gloriousness of it all,is startling.