Her
Crimson flowers bloom against her skin
Retracing pale scars, their aging brethren.
Broken glass and shattered bones
Her fragile soul is all alone.
Pain is the delicacy she won’t forsake;
The only emotion that isn’t fake
A tepid heart flutters weakly in her chest
Hiding in a corner; all feelings repressed
With a life so far gone
She carries on
Crushed wings wrap around a falling body
Twisting and turning, trying to fly, beautiful angels, wicked oddities
She falls and falls and hits the ground
Her scars reopening at the sound
Her life is lost
Could it ever be found?
No, the hope is crushed to debris
Her emotions can never be free
A heart is nothing but dead-weight
Poisoned, vacant, unable to communicate
You cannot save her
This girl who dreams of night
Chain her down, hold her tight
She’ll find another way to rid herself of life
Goodbye, goodbye
Pray your prayers aren’t heard
Nothing lies behind the sky
He cannot hear your words
Goodnight, goodnight
Soon you’ll see the fire’s light
Soon you’ll see the darkest night
In the morning she’ll be gone
So long, so long
In the morning she’ll be gone.