dead flowers
Dead flowers mean so much
There’s every bit you can touch
If you squeeze too hard it’s gone
Just like your soul and mined
Flowers are by every door
Left behind in the cold
Rain is the key to see through peoples eyes
The sadness and pain
That leave us insane
The dead soul and emotions
That bring us through the moments
To believe that were gone
To a different world on its own
Broken hearts and shadows
Turn to dead flowers and mazes
That lead us to places where there’s only
Darkness and phrases
To make you feel so dead
You must be in this place
Where there’s nothing but hatred
For no reason or need
We must beg and plead
To be left unbroken