Your words may turn bitter
Cold and endless...
Black Tree
Scorched by lies...
Can I hold your hand for just a moment?
Just to feel the warmth of your skin against mine...
The day is so warm
yet inside I'm ice...
I had a good run,
I fought as hard as i could...
Little pink shoes on her feet,
Matching dress to make it complete...
She sits in the corner singing herself to sleep,
Wrapped around in promises that noone seems to...
The pain that is inside of her
Can sometimes be seen through her eyes...
The mask that holds the composure,
The girl I see in the mirror...
"Never did want to see a girl cry
Especially you my dearest friend...
I'm not perfect
But I don't try...
She sits there reading
Quiet at once...