(This may
be the most confusing poem I have written in my life 0.o. I still don’t know
what it’s about!)
Tumbling
from heaven
Appears that the sky is bleeding...
Roses are falling, both flowers and petals
Buds and
thorns rain down
Landing on our heads
On our shoulders
Around our feet
I see you, frozen and confused
You see me filled with wonder
I am a child swimming in questions
Like why the roses keep on falling down
Drowning in their sickeningly sweet fragrance
I keep my eyes locked on you
Padlocked
and dead on
You’ll blink
Or you remain silent and lost
While I’ll think of me, myself, I
As the petals pour, so do memories
Who was I?
What could
I have been?
I look up at a crimson sky,
Wondering why
You look up as well
And suddenly I know why
Why, why,
why
Why we’re
here
I am ashamed of who I am
I’m afraid of all I fear I will be
But I’m not ashamed to tell you the truth
And I’m not afraid to love anymore
So I reach out. You grasp my hand
I smile for we’ve connected
We are one...
spoken to each others hearts
Blood red sky, the heaven is still pouring
Knowing I’ve found what I was missing
The roses keep falling down
Keep falling down
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Copyright 2003: CT
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