Post by tragicxwhore on May 15, 2007 18:28:25 GMT -6
The rhyme does seem somewhat forced, I know. I began this as a freewrite, and it turned into rhyme. I decided to keep it that way. Summer Scene and winter dream are often repeated- but this is due to the "American Dream" idea I had in my mind. <3
The trees are green
A summer scene
That slowly fades away
Birds are flying;
Flowers dying
Nothing left to say
The leaves are brown
A silent sound
Haunts my every thought
A hopeless girl
Leaves the world
With a single shot
The snow falls down
A saddened town
Sends chills upon my spine
The birds return
And we soon learn,
Nothing will be "fine"
Bliss for now,
And lots of sound,
All of this so fake.
Wrists are bleeding
I am needing
Something else to make.
Truth be told
Of Heaven's gold,
I long to live this dream.
The bugs come out
The flowers sprout
A lovely summer scene
Repeating notions
Silenced oceans
Nature's truthful sea
Your summer scene;
And winter dream
All we'll ever need.
The world's hate gone
Waited long
For nature just to be
And in the end
A surreal rend
To bring us to our fall
Nature's cure
Precious; pure
Finally ends all.
