purple daisy
tell the angel
resting here
Mary Jane falls
as one drives
thinking and fearing
they could be next
as his self reflection
a bubble of face
is lost
not knowing
whats next
reaches out his hand
as Mary Jane
touches his lips
till it reaches his shirt
looking at shattered glass
or just
an empty room
longly never to reach 18
wishing its all
just a nightmare
thats lie
he will be fine when they wake up
but just one continual
nightmare
takes over
heart and body
as bloody Mary Jane
stains the ground
as the purple daisy
sings of a love lost
as his mere image
places the daisy
at the grave
 Hiei_Forbidden_One · Fri Mar 28, 2008 @ 02:28am · 0 Comments |
