Wilted Flower

Falling tears that flow

Running down the paths

Dried up from time

Frozen through reflection

Shadow’s cloak drapes upon Lost

Desire sings to Despair

Pain dances with the hopeless

Angels fall from the sky

As the world reaches into darkness

Demons call upon Fate

Grasping every bit of light

Hungry for innocent blood

Dragging onto the minds of creation

Holding onto the weak

He who steps on every thorn

Shatters every glass

Tears very delicately

Prays to the Lord Hades

Yearns for the deceased

A flower that once twirled and sung a lullaby

Danced and spoke to the winds

Petal by petal consumed by death

Wrinkled to appearance 

Its smile vanishes and can no longer be viewed

Sunk to the bottom 

Hidden away internal slumber

For it can no longer blossom

Goodbye dear beloved

For it has fallen short of breath and my heart