The roses from life

The sky were clouded
The light were abscent
My life were merely breathable
Yes, nothing had any meaning

The clouds were my dangerous rules
The darkness were my hidden ruins
Ruins of a illusion I had for so long
A illusion of a life I wanted

The sky are quite blue
The sun smiles at me
My life is so precious
Yes, it is so beautiful

I will live prepared
I will fight future sorrows
I will keep my life clear
Yes, I will live my life
And my soul will not be sedated

Tale from the forest

The road follow the moon as she walks
She is bathing in light as she keep on walking
A cap keep her safe, keep her eyes in disguise
Nothing can hurt her here in this depth

The trees hymning in the night of mystery
Her red lips moving without sound
Her hands touches the cold branches
Her hands so pale towards the black forest.

The wind gently sweeps through the forest
The branches cries out their pain
As the shadow of what once where her
slowly fades away to dust...
A human who were human no more...