Remembrance

A maze of mixed depression Welcoming my perplex thoughts And undesired dreams. Covering the cowardness I speak In truth of riddles that darkness hides Yet all because destiny lied? What rules to govern wicked Madness seek to defend Even then you shake Its hand and try not to offend No ones rite no ones wrong Inside its always personal But regretted from The past postponed And so I dream See my breath As a butterfly becomes my eyes Yet red as a rose From tears I cry Remembered in death