St. Meave
​my garden of eden is in flames
i wish i could go back four years,
where i didn’t discover you,
when you didn’t control everything that i could do
the garden of eden is in flames
it’d all burning down
my daises, and my roses
have all turned to ash
you were the demon that wore a halo,
i got too close
and now you won’t let me go.
i miss the days where i could fall asleep,
where i didn’t replay the fact people saw me a freak,
but you found me by the creek,
where the deceasеd fish layed against the sea,
i didn’t know what you saw in mе,
but i know that whatever you saw,
had faded
because why else would you tell me that you thought i was different?
but now my garden of eden is in flames,
you set a light to my dreams,
the roaring of the fire silenced my screams,
i’m sitting in ash,
the flames have now passed,
nothing survived,
atleast now i know that you lied,
when you whispered “you’re safe now”,
the smoke filled the blue skies,
painting them grey,
now at night, i can’t see the moon,
or the stars,
watching my garden of eden burn has created many more scars,
i can still see the smoke when it’s dark,
our loved caused a spark,
and now i’m stumbling over the rubble in the dark
and choking on my bloody bruised heart