° burning flames °

[ iii of iv/v/vi ?] ° burning flames °

while i stand
under the moonshine

i realize
just how confused
i've been through time

it's more like a
partial paralysis
i'm stuck i can't
even move i'm

still trying
to escape
my demons
under the bed
in my room

you know
i'd rather be locked in
a box with my mind in
just trying to escape
and turn a blind eye and

to do away with this pain
i paint a canvas
of a thunderstorm
and ferocious rain

that's when i found you,
perfectly fitting my frame

so i painted
a wall flower
in your name
and in the red
of your blood,
under that rain,
looking like
a burning flame

this my love,
was a letter
i wrote
with a picture
i painted
in your name
.
.
.
.
// mood / et.pat - moonchild //