I've been treading a path so sad and bleak
Seeing the same things again and again.
Never thought a butterfly would lead me
To the beautiful flower I've fallen.
And now I finally caught sight of existence
Inanimate things breathed in with souls.
I felt life running through cold veins
I now see skies no more as lonely holes.
It still rain, but I bathe and dance with her
Dreaming, waking up not seeing an end.
Time still runs fast and we breathe in its dust
Confined in a reality God lent.
I'll live day by day watching red suns die.
Under sad roses, in her arms I'll lie.
4 weeks ago
