Sleeping Pills
Lilies have dispersed into pixels of tears:
Each molecule can now be dissected, like fragrance in spirit;
But since, alcohols have been displeasing the desert,
Almost like the bit of smoke in the book of history,
There has been no endeavor to respite the mortgage;
And I know, even the safe-keeps will soon fade;
For the roots have been getting thin, thinner with each passing thought,
The nights, getting longer, like those odd, crimson wavelengths.
I failed to show my best-friend, the meaning of mistrust,
Now, I can't make him trust me to do anything anymore;
Anyway, the wicked drought of last year will soon retrieve it's spoils,
Like the odd, suffocating rains, that burn you, but not make you wet.
I wish there were more gardens that thrived on gunpowder,
Then, I could've offered some flowers to my poisoned heart; But-
There's no need to worry about sleeping pills, anymore:
O' Eye! Day seldom gives the sweet opportunity to cry!
-Pin Dew (03/05/2017)
Copyright © Pin Dew | Year Posted 2017
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