this is the last show

to feed on Desperation

and not know

the side of Liberation.

 

"Save me from this Crow!"

is cried in Devastation

 

pouring Blood from

the clouds above:

 

One bloom of White

holding 13 petals,

bulging from the sides

with sharp metals.

 

though dark and glum

One vine holds this rose.

 

Hoping for an angel

i drown in Blood

i am strangled

underneath this flood.

 

He reaps the flower,

now Red with passion

i bleed with power

caused by depression

 

i finally succumb

to the Crows.

 

Failure, my only foe.

i build Hope

and Let It All Go