Thorns

Escape my mind miles away
The tallest building is where my heart stays
Deep within the demons still reside
They're angels, to my self I lied

A flower i was ready to bloom
So they already assumed
No sunshine it takes, only rain
It doesn't drench it doesn't wilt
A flower with thorns it will remain

Reviews

[Quill]

seems like a cruel fate for the subject, great poem by the way