Reality

Sky full of stars
    But all I see are broken hearts
The wind's blowing leaves
    Like a whisper it says "too late"
The suns gone down
    leaving me in his darkness

Why can't the wind pick me up
    Carry me away
Why can't the rain fall on me
    Wash away this pain
Why can't the sun light up this world of mine
    Chase away the permanent nightmares

On top of a building I feel the wind blow
    Feeling like a feather
The cars rush below me, look at them go
    They don't care
That the city appears to go on forever
    No one stops just to stare

Take in all that's around you
    Before it's too late...
Don't let your sorrows drown you
    banish the hate... Too late
Forever becomes a reality
    When you feel loves cold embrace.

The rose

My skin crawls
The shadow people call to me
It's a dream come true
But not one of those normal dreams
A nightmare
A million eyes watch me
Appearing on my walls
As one becomes a physical being
It steps forward to speak to me
"You're an old and young soul,
Perfect and unnatural,
A wonderful mix of all that is"
I burst in to tears
"Is this my end?"
"Yes" He reaches for my hand
I don't want to take it yet
I think about life
It's beautiful and cruel
Even the prettiest flowers die eventually
But I am far from being the prettiest flower
So why do I deserve to live?
Because I know to acknowledge the pretty flowers?
I don't want to follow this shadow
But I know I will have to
I can't think of a reason I need to be here still
"Can I have one more day?" I plead with him
After a minute he agrees
Leaving me with a smile
And a wonder of whether it happened or not
For a moment I think it's just a dream
Until I look down and notice the rose tattooed upon my arm
It's a reminder with each dying petal that my time is coming
And the reminder that he will return
Keeps me up all night.