I am a green leaf
I am not a flower...

Her barren lands now sit naked
Just the signs of her dimise...

My eyes sweat with exhaustion
I'm battered and badly bruised...

There's monsters in my closet
And underneath my bed...

Beneath the senyru of the maple tree
Are male tainted butterflies lost in love...

Without purpose nothing stands a chance...

It was a deafening silence that
invaded the room as the last of her...

What is to fear.......
when there's no shallow waters...

Time only flies when you leave it's cage door open...

Pain helps numb our unbearable hurts...