I sit and gaze at the legal white powder that
brings a smile to our children's faces.
I gaze and notice how quiet the town can get
when that first flake collapsed on the concrete.
Resting under elms, burning rodents scurry
The apparition slowly follows the trail of blood.
To the body of the mother to the roses.
On the verge of the end of sufferance,
Black shadow broke the gust,
left nothing but ash and dust.
Moths fly from the debris,
leaving everything behind as they flee.
Find the blood on the ceiling
of our love. To end, the mistake
I made. For ever being the one
that kept your heart. I loved
Hold the petals of the bloody rose.
Scars beneath the cuts where the thorns has
stricken the flesh.
Hear the laughs of blinded children,
She waits for what will land,
scared they sleep. Hiding in the sand.
Secretly hide ourselves for the antics we surprize.
We use up what ever they send, what ever arrives.
Shake free from the bloodcurdling shackles.
The king's selfish rule.
All who disobey shall face the after life faster
than the speed of rumor.
Tried and tried to hold on for as long as
possible. To have her for all of time. To
live and die as one. But I can't seem to
keep her. Days and days have gone by
To approach such an army with curiosity,
shot down no questions asked.
To approach such a god with velocity,
left breathless with so many questions to ask.