Crashing off the highest pillar of insanity,
All of my secrets fighting hard against me,
Feeling indelicate like a thousand thorns,
Ripping through everything I've ever known,
Caged here for an eternity and more.
The unpolished ground that I walk upon,
An all of the gruesome trophy's,
They haunt this cursive place,
Waiting for me as I search for a single petal,
That they stole from my precious flower.
My hearts will to exist, my souls lover,
Everything that allows me to breathe,
Crimson tears drip, my beauty's starting to wilt,
Sorrow fills all as hope fails me again,
Distraught I weep those blood red tears.
Now I see my darling near, deep within her own cage,
Locked far away as I watch in dismay,
I need to find key or something to set her free,
The scars are growing larger and I try to heal them,
Her eyes glistening in distress, so I've come to caress.
Finally back where she should be, my arms accept her willingly,
I feel complete as the petal is set back to the rose,
Life it gains and its stem thrives, as we should see,
Things has mended now much better than before,
Everything is here and perfect, as it should be.
