Never knew a sky so bright
Hands high in praise
The silver lining to a million mornings
Til the power went off anyway
Then it was dark again in your own mind

***** dusty ***** soiled dreams
wet with your spit and froth
And you would touch their secrets
without a care or a kind permission given
Without a smile
Just a *****, angry mouth
and a sinister stare

How many hundreds of flowers did you ****?
Stolen sweet scent of beauty
and serenity crushed
with the cascading cocophany
of protesting lips
The quiver and shiver of unsteady vocal chords
When she said no
you locked the doors
put her on all fours
and tainted her petals
with your
salty
oily
filth

And here you are now
with nothing to show but stems
bare and broken in a jagged fashion
You're sorry now with dead petals under your feet
and a foundation that has crumbled at its base
as you slip into a black sea with nothing to show for it
but an angry mob chasing you
to the cold, sobering waters of reality
at the bottom of the cliff
you've been perched on for so long
Your glass shattered by your own boulders