Daisies

Flipping the pages of an old book,

Dancing with tears in my eyes for the memories

Filling my sorrowful past of roses

Take me on your back and make me see

The cotton clouds and lacquered skies

As we turn into broken glass

My joy and pain are unique and clean

Such a princess, such a demon

She climbs through my soul, ripping my dress

Oh! Darkness trades my shadow for bright golden dust

And falling on my knees, the rain pouring

Makes my head spin in candy colored drops

I’m young and old, a corpse.