Tears of Endured Motioned Emotions

Suicidal, In the eyes of decay
A dozen gray roses
Plant the seeds
Of an early grave

Crying rivers
Till this face bones dry
Deserted emotions
Above this pride

Nothing wrong
Just want to dive

Buried in deep
By the icy sands of despair
Cold shoulders
Frigid frolicking care

Alive by death
Empty plot
Black mass misery slowly rots
All in knowing
Love is barely becoming real

Way too passionate
For this very world
A hopeless romantic
Overly carefully modest and sincere

So scared
Never want to die
No more mind dent dwelling
Cannot give up

Suicidal, Only to negative thoughts
Feverishly trying to live
One day at a time

Again. Another moment
Where I arise from the grave

Oh, This heart
Is the very harp
I will let you strum

Yet, Give me a sign
To let it be known
You want to be the one
For me, So I can be
The one for you

In return
I shall do my best
To give you everything
You have ever desired

Dedicated, To every dream that could come true

Open me
So I can open you


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
12/20/09