Tree Of Death's Lullaby

Paris Styron

Tears Dripping 
In Blood 
Always Perfuming 
My Air With Guilt 
With Sadness 
Of Delight 
Suicide Always 
Going Through
My Head
 
Your Tears 
Always In 
Tears Mixed 
With Fears 
Always Wishing 
To Be Dead 
Always A Dreadful 
Day 
All Day 
Everyday 
You Meet A Person
Against A Tree 
I Ask Him 
"What Is The Meaning 
Of Life"
He Says Well 
Life Is For Me And 
You To Fall 
In Love"
But As Always 
Ended Up In Tears 
The Tree 
That I Always 
Once Visited 
Daily Now 
Like A Haunted 
Forest 
Like A Janitor's
Closet: 
Deserted 
As I Walk 
Black Roses 
Cover My Path
And Tears
The Tree Said
We Were Meant 
To Be 
Written In My 
Blood 
Death's Lullaby 
Is Coming
~Paris Styron~