Oddly minded.
Lost emotion; tattered wounds
shes cryed her song for all to hear
she wishes the melody would change but it doesn't.
Dark halls covered in old photographs;
the sound of happiness to far behind
let the memories tell the story
let the fears become un-noticed.
Feelings that once were now spin round
shes afraid; don't let her essence fade away
Do.Not.Please.
A walk in cemetary;
"1804"..."1901"..."Beloved Daughter";
one rose for the un-told soul..
two roses for the sorrow that cannot shed its tears
three roses for the girl who faced her un healed fears.
Laying; motionless yet well body
shes looking straight up at the sky
she wonders why; no answer
rain drops spill; shes crying her way through
no stained cheeks; only her stare.
Photograohs in her mind his face she trys to hide
her rose; the one who did not live
hes out there again; his words on end
his face printed on black and white,
"He's out there" she still searches till he comes to dry her tears; "wishes".
Last words; a broken mirror
how everything comes together;
a long story
short titled words,
shes undying for so many years.
One rose for a "beloved daughter";
two roses for the silent memories;
three roses for the girl behind the still photographs.
..My life in her remaining dreams..