Dead Garden

"Don't leave me here, okay?"
you whispered into my ear
Your sigh trickled down the nape of my neck
as though tasting it

Red spider lilies
withered to amber and left by the window
When I felt them with my hand
they were dried up, like my heart
Soundlessly as it is now...

Your nostalgically resounding voice
is a wail echoing inside my chest
Memories that rewind time
gently point me toward the end

My noisily gasping voice
is honey that scratches my throat
Memories that rewind time
gently point me toward the end

If I follow, they lead to a warped paradise

Ashen skin
spills a lingering scent into the air
Putting my palms together so nothing leaks out,
so nothing falls,
my tongue creeps over it
Soundlessly as it is now...

Your nostalgically resounding voice
is a wail echoing inside my chest
Memories that rewind time
gently point me toward the end

My noisily gasping voice
is honey that scratches my throat
Memories that rewind time
gently point me toward the end

If I follow, they lead to a warped paradise

"Don't leave me here, okay?"
you whispered into my ear
"Don't leave me here, okay?"
you whispered one more time...