I was very suddenly and randomly inspired, so I wrote this in like, 10 minutes, so it will probably end up being revised at least once...or twice...
Carelessness
Of the black bird
That delivered the deaths
Of me and my soul
The black bird forgets
To remember my pain
So it is still alive
Within the confines of my skin
And unrest takes over
Tormenting each day
And torturing the body
Until it is broken and gone
Restlessly turning
Under the ground
That traps me within
My prison of earth
The flowers are not daisies
That grow over me
They are dark stars
That won’t leave me at peace
