Roses

Years of wasted love, 
I handed it out at no cost,
but I gave too much.
Suddenly there wasn't any love left for me.

I needed your love to survive,
but it was nowhere to be found.

Empty words,

Dodie and Fletcher,
the orange dream catcher,
Unopened messages, 
Cinderella's transforming carriage.
Crying in the shower,
all I want is flowers!
Buttons on my shirt,
Can I get any more hurt?

The sun slowly sinks down behind the mountains, 
casting faded orange and yellow rays.
Wispy clouds drift overhead,
pushed by the wind. 
A single cricket's chirp fills the air with a quiet song,