The Weeping City
I'm a crystal ball of a city you want to visit but not reside My seasons change in a switch and sometimes collide From scorching air to flooded streets
Will you send a prayer without deceit?
An over-flowed mail box of words formed in disguise Answer me with the sound of emptiness but not in lies I'm a crystal ball of a city you want to visit but not reside My people roam the streets with tongues that died Where is the wrong in my city that weeps
The green is faint for my trees are asleep
I am a crystal ball that you'd easily crush and break If only a visitor would come and not call it a mistake
it all started with "hello"
The sky blows warmth and twirls with a mixture of red and yellow
The envious sea rises from blue to sunset and reflects a sweet mellow

The land Inhales the love you gave and exhales it to all hearts like a playing cello
A warmth that grows, a reflection of love, an endless song all started with "Hello"
feathers to ash
In your hands I placed a feather
Delicate and strong all together
A brittle object that can shatter
Reveled a match with a slight of laughter
Burned it to ash never will it see an after
Just another burn in this chapter
Reminders Of the soul
Sometimes I need to drink
A glass of misery and disappointment
See the world in black and white
Just enough for me to remember
And
Sometimes I need to sink
Fill my lungs with salt and water
Feel the rough touch of pain
Just enough for me to live again