As the rising stars,
somehow kiss the moon...

A beautiful flower,
will begin to bloom...

With love in the air,
and hurt everywhere...

A butterfly cries,
as our feelings die...

With the silhouette of the sun,
amongst the bouncing clouds...

I close my eyes,
from this world of despise...

Like a loaded gun,
or a soft breeze...

The difference is,
its not you or its not me...

It's this time on earth,
calculated by the rings in a tree..

Truth be told,
is what i hold...

Is it was has been given,
does this come from religion..

As the death tally tolls,
which eats at my soul...

Like a city that thrives,
to the one's that cry...

Try and hold the tear,
they say our God is near...

I don't want my life to be
amazing, i just want it
to be happy...

I've driven myself in
to the valley of deserted
Tears.

To where it's too hot,
while living is an isolation.

There's no river nor
lush forest around,
its as dry as the desert
sands, then humidity
strikes your nerves
that you'll feel
overcooked.

The crimson sky
Bleeds of its inking
Beauty...

I on the other hand
solidify my strength
to ease the burden
I carry, as i lift myself
Little by little towards
A meaningful step
For SURVIVAL!

© pax

For every petal that falls,
She loses a piece of her soul.
But she continues to smile,
Even though she'll never be whole.

He'll pick away at her flower,
As she avoids the abyss.
But she'll risk it all,
Just for a kiss.

Her heart is now bare,
No longer protected.
But he leaves her in tears,
Just as she suspected.

Don't be scared, Love;
show me your scars.
Give me a piece of your soul,
and maybe a glimpse of your mind.

I could show you beauty,
without a field of flowers.
And an amazing high,
without the foul aftertaste.

Just let me in,
let me feel your pain.
I'll touch your soul,
and make you go insane.

I've left my feelings
unanswered.