the flower children have died
By VagrantGypsy
I have no escape; The bottles on the floor are empty, the smoke still lingers There's nothing else to loose. Pouring out my thoughts and getting nothing back, I just don’t know who I am yet. Outbursts of insanity, And I give up, On everything and everyone. There's nothing left I can save. The flower children have grown thorns, It’s all over. Humanity no longer exists. Blood trickles down my wrists because I don’t fit your mold and my ears scream when you speak. Mom checks my eyes when I come ‘home,’ She just doesn’t understand how hard it is To keep the tears back until I get into my room. Black holes in my mind; I can’t seem to find where I’ve been And I’m too dizzy to see where I’m going All I know is that living today is hard, I missed the best part: Flowers in long hair, No one understands. I was born during the wrong time. I just don’t know who I am because The flower children have grown thorns. There's no one left who's alive. Society is the winter that kills the rose of time and hardens the thorns of It’s children, Who are punished for the cold. Yea, it’s over Written January 19th, 2002 © on Jan 19 2002 12:05 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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