Roses

She puts on her makeup

And roses in her hair

She smiles to the face in front of her

And tries to be sincere

Tomorrow seems so far away

When the moon shines silver light

Shines her silver light

That blazes through the night

Never to last. Never would there be

Another question to ask

Forgotten in a dying flame

She opens her heart up

In hope of better times

A sliver of a trust betrayed

Of old, forgotten rhymes

Her eyes, they cast their twisted spells

And thorns tear through her dreams

Petals falling hopelessly

With nothings as it seems

Never to last. Never would there be

Another question to ask

Forgotten in a dying flame

Questions never been asked

In the silence of the night

And even when she tries to talk

I forget, I forget myself

Escape in lonely stories

Too sad for her to tell

No one there to comfort her

She sighs, “It’s just as well…”

Never to last. Never would there be

Another question to ask

Forgotten in a dying flame

Never meant to last

Never would there be

Another question to ask

Forgotten in a dying flame