slowly turning the pages, the book spins,
the silver moon in the sky shining down upon the sea of blood,
two boats float in the mist,
vivid enscriptions upon the cieling of the library call to me,
a headache forms,
collapse upon the floor,
black roses scattered across polished tile,
Wind whispering life into my bones,
rose thorns tear the skin, but save the life,
coffin bed? long lost song? the eternal melody of this one,
this life.
Ocean of blood,filling slowly with drops of sadness and happiness,
hast thou gotten thine last drop yet?
why must I be in agonizing pain so?
Vivid songs drawn across the breezes on the sea to the other side,
wherever it may be,
wherever you may be,
this long lost eternal melody, waits only for thee.
 Elemental guardian Zaria · Tue Oct 21, 2008 @ 01:15am · 0 Comments |
