Hate is all you seem to live for, if I take away the things you hate
            -would I take away your everything?
    If I take away the lies would you finaly see the truth? Or is your vision
   too blurry, too cloudy to see?
  If I plant the seeds of hope for tomorrow would you stick around long enough
   for them to grow? And if I dared to tell you my dreams, would you help them
    to take flight?
            
     -Or would you just sit as you always do, silent, made of stone, while
    your heart turns to ice. The only time you smile anymore is when you laugh
    at my ideas, what you call the museings of a childs heart. The only time 
   you grace me with your words, is when you cut me down with them.
            
         -I'am the Queen of sorrows, for the shadows are where I live.-
           
   So here is the candle I hold to your flame, There is the puddle I turned 
    into a sea, and here is my broken heart, sheltered by my broken wings.
     I love you more then words could ever hope to say, its dislogical
     since all you've ever given me is my broken heart with is fractured beat.
           
         -I'am the Queen of sorrows, whatever that might mean.-
             
      I bear your secrets, and hide my fears, every day of every year.
     I die in the shadow of your ego. I have my crown of broken glass,
    and my tears red as roses that my wrist bleeds. I hide inside my self 
   searching for anything, that feels realer, more alive then me.
          
       -I'am the Queen of sorrows, living only to survive.-
          
   There must be something better, then this version of reality. There must be 
    something better then yesterdays dreams, is there something better then
     you being my every thing? I awake to something touching my face, soft 
      as angels wing, I look up hopeing to gaze into your face, yet instead 
     its the light of a sun so far away. I get up and walk away searching for 
    my self since I seem to of lost me along the way. I look into the shadows 
   and see a sign that says:
             
       -The Queen of Sorrows, has past away.-
                
   I look up into the light of my first day and thank God for taking me away 
    from the darkness of my hand dug grave.


-- RoseRedTears

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