Aug 01, 2008 16:09
Pink, pink, pink, pink...
Zoe, so beautiful at heart.
Innocent in her youth, beautiful perfection.
Her mind.
Her body...
Zoe, sunshine.
Flowers, blooming on hill, bathing in the golden rays.
Soaking her roots into your heart, nourishment.
That soon turns cold.
Zoe, pain.
Strength, now weaker than the faintest sea.
Driving her thorns deeper, breathing a struggle.
A burden I can't.
Zoe, encumbered.
A canopy, that restricts color, happiness.
A frown, sprung from the most beautiful smile.
Exacerbated, keeping her happy... is too much.
Zoe, no more.
My body aches.
My heart aches;
Echoing, pain radiates my ears.
Which will you go for
which will you love,
which will you choose from,
from the stars above
Which will you voice at,
which will you call,
which will you take from,
for your one and all.
I don't know,
which will you love,
the best.
Which do you dance for,
Which makes you shine,
Which will you choose now,
if you won't choose mine
Which will you hope for
Which can it be,
Which will you take now,
if you won't take me.
I don't know.
Which will you love,
the best.
Will we ever know, one another.
Locked away in a drawer, secret keys... never found.
Desires, never known, never voiced, never seen.
A love, never felt.
A breath, never inhaled... stale pain.
A smile, a glance, a song...
I can see their bodies,
so vividly, screaming poignant apologies.
Beneath a disorienting canopy.
A blanket, a mirror, my protection.
That focuses on me.
Strangling smoke radiates from the darkness.
A glow, a life, a bird.
Swallowed whole, protected beneath this blanket.
I can't bare to let you hurt.