Once a beautiful thing
Left to rot
the silver lining
Made of gold
Weighed and sold
To this unlucky soul
As this garden grows
So does the unknown
These roses are wilting
Will you cry
Enough tears to end the brought
Or will they suffer and drown
It's how we look
Not what we think
Dance a lonely waltz with me
Forget the decaying
as they walk around us
Such lovely things
As they scream
Pulling us down
we sleep in our graves
Never knowing what to think
As we walk
In this garden
Grass growing
Unkempt
Unfiltered
Emotion
look around
This white fence
Trapped
Its tense
What’s left
As these apples grow
Sin and ignorant bliss
Let's leave it all
There’s weeds in this garden
Keeping my feet in place
Take it away
Fill it with pesticides
it burns yours eyes
But don't you cry
This garden
Say goodbye
It's time these flowers die
These roses wilt
There's nothing we can do
Leave it behind
Leave their toxic
Thorns
To decay
That's the price they pay