Forgive me
For my irrationalities,
My incapability
of suppressing these sentimentalities.

Even though we're forever apart at heart,
There were times I just wanted to collapse in your arms.
To be adrift in their warmth; an ever-blazing hearth,
As if they could hide me away from all worldly harm.

But every castle in the air will one day burn and crash.
Past these lashes, a smouldering hurst of ash.

How I wish I could stay and lay
On this bed of dead roses,
Where memories rise like paling petals
And sink back down in weighted metals.

You still haunt my reveries,
Awakening the ephemeral insanity.
But spring has arrived in a crimson hearse,
So I laid to rest with this ol' verse.