Crying, dying
tears be drying, I've stopped trying
hope has gone.
Hope has left us, death has come.

Sickness, bleakness
plunged in weakness, failure lives in me today.

Hazy, crazy, farm of daisies
walking through the flowery sight
suddenly they dim the light
daisies turn to a demonic sight.

"Love me, trust me" they all say
let me try out love today
fall in love, graze my knee
bruise my elbows, foolish me
really thought I was free
free to love and free to be
whatever my vision sees but
Alas! death has sown it's seed.
© ebonie