Weeping Willow


Blackbirds


Blackbirds on wings of air
carrying my soul away
Into the depth of depression
Picking away at my heart strings
Carrying pieces of me away
Into a deep pool of darkness
Where no one goes
I stand alone
In the darkness
of depressions hold

Blackbirds sing deep dark songs
of the night
OF where I've gone
As a cloud of darkness
covers my life
Leaving me in the silence
of the night
In my darkness
I sing a song of sadness
That's only sung by people
Who've come across this madness

In the night of depressions hold
My songs are sung very low
In the accompany of blackbirds
That carry my soul away
Into the depth of darkness
Where I stay
Till the night passes
Releasing my soul from madness
Flying pieces of me away
Into the light of sadness
Where night has no end
and I'm left for dead
In the night of depressions
madness
As blackbirds fly away
into the night of madness

Submitted: Thursday, September 15, 2011
Edited: Friday, September 16, 2011

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