Flowers bloom While the sinister walk Sleeping for days While the weak get caught Draining my children And hearing their screams Walking through darkness Alone a disease
Tag: flowers
REALITY of POWER
Snow falls upon the branches, And as the sun rises The heat returns to my blood Then tears flood out my eyes Just as the snow melts To reveal all of the flowers The flowers that were once murdered by the colds of winter. Now it is time for us to swim in the rivers… Continue reading REALITY of POWER
Sequel of Happiness Taken (my blind friend)
Sequel of Happiness Taken Black, the rose whose thorns do prick; gently bleeding the crimson river. For beauty is for none to perceive but the blind, whose joy it does give. Be untouched, and now, in the eternal flow within ever silent eyes. There is beauty in many forms and radiance to this untimely end.… Continue reading Sequel of Happiness Taken (my blind friend)
Mommy
Mommy where did you go? Will you be home in time to read me a story to but me to sleep for the night? Mommy why is daddy and sister crying? Whats going on? Daddy picks me up and hugs me a lot. Whats in that big wooden box with the flowers around it? I… Continue reading Mommy
Breathe In, Breathe Out
Breathe in Smell the flowers Breathe out And there’s hurt for hours.
broken home
can you hear that they’re after me i have to get out they’re chasing me
Still Not Seeing…
Withered flowers upon which dust now gathers, Stripped of their mortality, Eternally imprisoned by what they once meant, What of that remains?
Snow
One of these days there will be snow and the flowers will die birds will vanish time will freeze
i despise valentines day
i know i probably wrote something about christmas, but know i want to rant about valentines day. i really want to know what the point is with having a holiday where you are forced to say you love someone. all it really does is remind those of us without anyone of how alone we are… Continue reading i despise valentines day
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High on the couch head in the break of dawn burning until the next morning when i can’t see anything