I'm afraid, Mother
why cant i live up to your expectations...

Where did the colors go
i just blinked...

Do you still dream
of blasted lands...

You took my heart before my eyes
A rotting carcass for the flies...

I pored emotions onto the page
you told me it was wrong...

You branded me happy
satisfied you turned away...

Come burn me away
cleanse me of all my regrets...

I wear my mask
Its porcelain Smile...

Like a nightingale
i sing my song of fairwell...

She sits atop her throne of ice
watching me with eyes of radiant beauty...

My eyes open
As i walk to wards the great oak tree...

I see light dancing
ripples and lines above me...