If trees had wings where whould they fly?
To the heavens my son where they'd never die.
If books could speak what would they say?
Read my words of wisdom everyday.
What if flowers bloomed all year round?
They'd lose their beauty, they'd be trampled down.
What if the sun shone forever bright?
Why we'd miss the beauty of the stars and moonlight.
And if the sky had eyes what would he see?
Nothing, beyond the tears that he would weep.
Why would he cry O father of mine?
For the living who are dying while the others drink wine.
Is that why you do? I saw you last night
...tomorrow you've got school so bedtime alright?
Wait, one more pl
Broken
Mirror
Syndrome.
Shards of broken glass pierce
My eyes
My heart
My brain.
Bruise my arms
And legs.
It knocks me down
Everytime
You stare into my eyes
Everytime you stare
Behind this honey colored
Scented
Broken
Mirror
Into my heart.
Do you see what's in my heart?
Do you see yourself
Swimming in my heart?
Swimming in my thoughts?
You're drowning in my thoughts.
Drowning
The darkness in my heart
Pulling you under...
Take my hand
I'll pull you out
I'll pull you back into my arms
I'll hold you
Keep you
Safe and warm.
I love you.
Can you believe that?
Can you taste the glass
In my kiss?
Can you taste th
I wish to (very) belatedly thank you for adding my artwork Emerge to your favourites. I was indisposed at the time but I've come back and just wanted you to know I am grateful.