Believe

Why is the rose red?
Crying with bloody tears every night
Calling my name, praying to silver moonlight

Why is the heart dead?
Caught by lifetime’s tide
Betrayed by cruel daylight

Betrayed by the sun
Loved by the moon
My heart flies frozen
With the river ghosts

Calling and falling
You won’t hear my soul’s howling

Tearing my heart for years
I’ve been afraid to face my fears
Loosing everything in the silent darkness

Time turned every prophecy
Into dearest memory
And heart left dying apart
Beneath a frozen fallen star

Why are all the thorns red?
Why is the heart dead?
How can I still have more tears to shed?

For the hope, for this love
Fatality wrote dark prosperity
For every single moment I’ve lost
Take my everything but heal me
Make me feel real
Let me believe in beauty of a dream

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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