Life is but fleeting in your eyes
To see the sun
To see the sky
To smell the roses
To smell the grass
This is world in which we stand
The only true matter, we hold in our hands
You sweetly smile
and caress my cheek
And the world seems simple
being your beloved ‘petit’
The sun starts to set
like your smile starts to fade
thats when I realise
this was our last escapade
A bruise now covering your sweet caress
All I wish for is to be laid to rest
The flowers keep blooming
and the bruises keep showing
This world is fleeting
and your hand keeps rising
The wind picks up
as the blows hit hard
My life has become but a shard
There’s no way out
and no where to go
As life deals it’s fatal blow
To see the Sun
To see they Sky
All I can say is…..
Why?
