I dreamt of beauty and fear A sadness grew in dead soil Under guise of navy petals of hope Come close and watch it thrive
Feel the empty frost in my heart A growing rose of deepest blue Thorns of cruel blood surround Will you show me Winter's warmth
I cannot see the coming end Summer tends to forget I surrender, I surrender My body is vacant of desire
Five dead days and it's over Five wasted years I will not know Everything is ending Everything is cold
And I awoke from my tortured sleeping Afraid of the clean snow outside my window You silently buried me there in the dark And yet I suspect I was not only dreaming
I am not sure where this piece is coming from within me. There is a vacancy I feel deep within and I am trying to access it and discover the source through writing. It is very unnerving as I have never felt this way.