The wittered rose,
Has fallen to sleep,
As days has passed,
It was living it’s life,
Until today,
It can’t no longer breathe,
The air that were given,
In a previous days.
The wittered rose,
It’s heart that once were,
Awaken by the existence,
The heart that was written,
Once as the first time,
Words were spoken,
Until there left no more,
No more tears to be,
Fallen.
The wittered rose,
As the promises,
It always whispered,
In a previous life,
Not today as it is broken,
Will there ever be even,
Another chance,
To be held close,
And loved once again.
(c) Scarlet Storm 2015
No comments:
Post a Comment