Am I only the interpretation of another

The soulless memory of a friend

The forgotten words of an acquaintance

The truth held within side

Holds no lie

Yet is truth even truthful

The past sins seeking penance

Only to reap more kin

Just to become a withered petal

Forgotten

Only by a word, remembered

Yet to be caught by the wind and blown away

The petal seeks the reconnection to the flower ...

You cannot carry peace and pride in the same hand....

Do you not remember the promise we made?

For eternity our love held intricate and adoring like a balustrade

The deepness of our complexities shared and appreciated

Our kin undeprived of love

Love outside of evil,

Evil outside of love.

The death of our kin for our dreams

However, your dream enriched by desire

Does death ever mean so little to you?

Many nights of aching sorrow

Pain ignited by...

A everlonging rose

Scorched by fright

Beseech what is right

Blackened by hate

To only discriminate

What is right for the petal

Or for what is right for the flower

A flower spreads justice as a shower

Yet we dig up our own roots

Cut our own stem

Pluck our own petals

To only become dectrivores to our own flower

As nature sees fit it shall destroy

The petals that have withered away shall bec...