Graveyard Garden Poem by Thunderstorm Lullaby

Sometimes, when the going gets tough
The tough get going, but I’ve had enough
I can’t take this anymore
I’m just drifting away from reality
I’m tired of this actuality
To escape this world, that’s what I need
When the fruits of life rotted, it’s time to plant new seeds.

I could escape to my graveyard garden
With all its routine wrecking roses
And their sharp witted thorns
I could rest against the tombstones
Of poets and dreamers
And pretend I’ll never go home.

You say that we, well we do, have issues
That if things don’t change, that I’m gunna miss you
Well I can’t help who I am
That some times I treat our love like a sham
But I know one thing, that I love you
I may be a liar, but you know that’s true.

We could escape to my graveyard garden
With the roots of the trees
Holding are hearts together
We could fall in love again
And forget all our problems
And pretend that’ll we’ll never be alone

All of you, you laugh and snicker
But I’m growing bored of this constant bicker
Mocking me for what I do, or how I dress
Failing to realize that my life is already a mess
Maybe if you could see were I came from
All the hating and lies would finally go mum

But for now I’ll just escape to my graveyard garden
And scribble away in a notebook
Made of petals and vines
Or maybe graffiti
The graves of my heroes
Cuz this time, I’m not coming home.