Angelic Musicbox

by:i-wish-i-were-dead

Well, it's kind of deprssing, but I'm that way alot, so enjoy and please review!!!!^^

Maybe I'll Find You.

I'm locked inside this box,

An angel with torn stained wings,

Locked inside the clouds,

Sings to you inside yourself,

Make her real again.

See the rain?

That's her crying.

See the blood?

That's her dying.

The rain and blood twine together

making the sounds of a musicbox.

Beautiful words spun together

Like a patch work quilt,

Weaving antiquities of her time.

You can see her face

It's crying.

The blood inside her eyes,

Pouring in a mass, together with tears,

Forming the blanket in which you are wrapped in tight.

You are searching yourself,

Looking for her inside.

Fumbling eternaly with time,

You intertwine with the moonlight,

Only to find she was just a dream.

Or maybe the end which justifies your means.

~owari, Angelic Musicbox