Roses are crimson red
Your eyes are sky blue
Like my heart feels
When thinking of you

You are in my heart
I am on your mind
The best thing for both of us
Is to leave eachother behind

It seems we have died
Though aching bodies live on
The love we shared before
Is no longer here but gone

Sorrow awakens
Rubs her crusty eyes 
Wishing to drift 
Back to sleep 

But the sandman 
is nowhere to be found. 

Slowly Sorrow 
sits up 
Cracking bones and 
dry lips 

"How long has it been 
Since I laid down to rest?" 
She wondered.

One foot on the cold floor 
and another follows suit
Desperate shivers flow 
gives a jolt a blow 

She steps to the sink
porcelain as her skin 
Wrinkled hands turn the **** 
rusted, so long forgotten

"Isn't their something that is suppose to happen?" 
She thought, "do I recall right?" 

Then the water slowing began to drip  
and she remembered to turn on the light.  

She cupped her hands together 
to capture just enough drops to 
wash the ash off her face 
She had forgotten the cold feeling 
That comes with waters grace

Splashing the icy liquid
upon her hard sullen face 
To wash off the dust and dirt 
now thick as a paste

It was The ash from the reapers breath 
given home upon Sorrow's cheeks 

Yet he had spared her...

Leaving only a memory 

She looked in the mirror 
As she washed it away 
And she saw in her eyes 
Lifetimes of pain 

From defeat
 and loss and grief 
From love and
 an unforgiven past 

Holding her heart for ransom 
Hanging from the tree of death 

Ripe and ready
 to fall at last

She had wished it was just a dream...

Am I remembering correct?
Something happens now? 

Then without a beat or breath or blink of the eye 
A tear escaped found its way out kissed her lips then fell to her breast 
And more to come
She could attest 
Their was no choice 
There was no rest 

No escape.

No power strong enough 
to keep her poor heart 
from overflowing 

Then all at once
 a scream came forth 
from the depths of her being 

Her ears beared witness to a place within her never before heard

a cave so dark And damp and deep
That death himself let it be...

There lived a  pain that can only come from A life of truly living 

And in that moment of release and touching that place inside 

She lit a candle in her heart 
And cried and cried and cried 

Tortured soul screams out the dark parts of her heart 

Her voice and tears give it life 
It escapes her lips like a bird leaving its nest and flying 

And a great peace came over her 
And all at once she realized why 

For sorrow did not come so much from the pain she kept hidden 

But from all the energy and force and shame that came with suppressing 

And she remembered why she had laid down to rest....
It was exaughsting. 

So scared of the pain escaping she had slept and slept and slept 
But it was not a dream and it would not be put to rest 

Her whole life passing 
wishing it to all be okay 

Maybe if she kept it down it would all go away 

But the pain only grew her sorrow cutting deeper 

She didn't yet know her pain would be her savior 

In the depths of her grief
All that was needed was grieving 

Only through freeing the demons 
Could come true healing 

And once all had been given wings and space to fly 

The darkness purged 
And a light emerged 
To reveal a pure love within her.