zebrasindenver

you know why i never believed in heros

cause until i met you

i didnt know i was a villain

to those of us with old souls

be careful how you handle them

living too little can kill them

and

living too much will invite them

 

to do the most dastardly things

 

i breathe in

she breathes out

we were in unison

hurt

defeated

she breathes in

out i breathed

for one final time

in her presence

my days are drawing

they lack in substance and time

I look up at her

find me a place I say

a place where roses grow

bury me deep on that day

amongst the roses

but when the earth warms me

cover me not with more roses

lay rocks upon my ground

the ground in which I lay

let me lay here forever under stone

let the roses grow around me, as I pass through death like I lived

surround by roses

buried under stone