[POETRY] CRIMSON FLOWER, MY LOVE AND MY DESPAIR

Crimson flower, My love and my Despair

In the night before the dawn,
A flower lays bloom to its innocent charm.
Crimson shade reminder of blood,
It entices me to fall towards oblivion.
Darkness beyond even the void,
I seep towards the ground even as I watch the flower,
For absolution lies within.
Crimson dreams of the distant past,
A maiden dressed in the lightest shade of white,
All collide within my mind,
A fading memory.
How long has it been since I knew,
That for one man to have joy is to crush another to despair?
Standing within my mind,
The flower laying dried in the mud.
For what insanity lies within our diseased world?
For what have I strived for?
This reflects within the crimson flower,
A mere phantom of my soul.
In this desolate wastes,
Why does one die so nine may live?
I wonder these things,
While my mind seeks absolution within a void,
A Void called the human heart.
I once loved her with all my soul,
That maiden dressed within the mythos of this world.
Yet even she fell to the crimson,
The crimson represented by this flower.
This world of my mind,
Is this a reality that I am dreaming,
Within the gates of Akashaic wrath?
From the distance the black wind begins to blow,
And with it the flower rots and fades before my eyes.
It seems even it will succumb to the final destination of all that live,
A place said to be filled with power and awe.
For myself,
I chose to fade away across eternity,
My Despair as my friend,
And my broken memories of her,
The maiden that I loved within the crimson,
The crimson flower of her heart.

Thanks! I am glad you like it, I guess I'll start posting more of my writing here on rmn. If you want to, go ahead. I would like to see that :)