The Dance With Death

The Sun Splashed Upon The Sky
Brightening Up The Day
Spreading So Vividly
Chasing Night Away

Even The Summer Birds
Who Chirped Upon The Trees
Couldn't Break The Heartache
Depression Always Leaves

The Vanilla Sky So Vacant
Upon Her Stone Bound Heart
Ripping Through Sadness
Tearing Her Tears Apart

Six White Roses
That Die In Summers Day
Is The Months Of Life
Cancers Took Away

As Each Petal Collapsed
Her Breath Grew Very Vain
As She Fought Tiredly
Against Her Timid Pain

The Roses Fell Upon The Bed
As She Began To Die
She Danced Alone With Death
But Death Retorted Her Cry