Drives from the North Sky
Grab the steeple and pretend
The life you had would end
Months gone we move along
We still hear whispers friend
Moulded night drowns flight
Drenched withered dred
Victimized, the whites, her eyes
Consumed chemical bed
If I pretend to lie and mend
What lesson ever learned?
Escaping safety sleepy daisy
The peddles pulled and again
Echoed wave, waned moons fade
This is the darkest hour
Admitting fault and not exalt
Lies the laureled flower
Design your time and keep in mind
Evading isn't owning fate
As you had presumed this final move
Bankrupt that fatal freight
Vindictive lips once did kiss
Solemn they were a home
And forgotten passion project
Rotten to the bone
Mourning hearts mooring marks
Flee shattered scenes
Believed to be deceased at peace
Was my own response to misery
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