Too many thoughts

Imprisoned in this cage built by you
scream fro the simplicity of childrens laughter
fingertips soaked in blood ascend to you
there is no such thing as "living happily ever after"
crimson lips like poison they kiss
and collide with her pure snow white skin
lie in the light and cover your eyes
as demons awake by the cold blue moonlight
peel back the layers of the lies they have spun
seeing bloodied bodies cry and run
Riding unicorns and romance thats dead
angles are dying again as she said
she doesnt want to breath or fight
blue and yellow tears cry tonight
she doesnt want to wake when day breaks
to lie in her blood, silent and shake
curl up in the corner and watch stars burn
broken flowers continue to yearn
listen to the silent screams of the tormented living
life is a danger to her soul that shes giving.