The Flower Garden
By: Chasitia
In the garden of fears
Where you have no tears
Storm clouds and rain appears
Cold and wet the blood smears
But darling don't be scared
If only someone cared
The garden grew and dared
Crowding as the skin teared
Skin ripped to shreds
Life hanging by
threads
This your mind dreads
The secret of the flower beds
The garden of death
By the hands of flower breath
