Take me to the Candy Cemetery

Where we can find Lavender bones and chocolate grave stones

Oh how I wish to be close with the cotton candy ghosts

As I lay I ponder would something arise, like a bruise, if you used a licorice noose

Or what kind of pain would be ingrained to be stabbed by a mint candy cane

I dream of glazed sugar dolls mourning in delectable sorrow, shedding caramel tears underneath the candy apple tree.

And when I open my eyes at this world and taste it's bitter tasting breeze, I find myself wishing for sweet.... sweet.... release.