Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Story 3
11:49 PM
Welcome.
Come on in
To my garden of shadows
See what grows within
Black roses
As far as the eye can see
Twisting vines
Wrapped around the trees
Stone edge walls
So tall and high
Victims of the past
Can you hear their cries?
And heres the waterfall
So crystal clear
Gaze at your reflection
In this river of tears
Oh and look at the birds!
Black ravens perched on a tree
Inspecting their next victim
They like what they see
Follow the winding path
Made of human bones
Crunching beneath your feet
Like small, fragile stones
The best part is yet to come
The highlight of my show
Gravestones grey with age
Peaceful visitors rest below
Tall and looming trees
Casting shadows everywhere
Its easy to get lost here
In my garden of despair
You should stay longer
Wait until its night
The garden looks breath taking
When bathed in the moon's light
The fountain of blood
Is over there to your right
Isn't it wonderful?
Such a beautiful sight
Why do you look scared?
Don't you like it here?
People always seem to
Treat my garden with fear
I haven't finished the tour
See there's the old stone well
My sister was playing there
And accidentally fell
Its so cold & damp
And such a long way down
My little sisters body
Was never even found
And look over at that tree
See that wooden swing?
My mother used to sit there
Gaze at flowers and sing
Its such a shame she fell
And cracked her skull on the ground
It was strange, when i buried her
She was still making sounds
My father tried to burn my garden
What a silly thing to do
He said that it was evil
Now of course thats not true
Hes with mother now
Beneath this very ground
Again another body
That was nowhere to be found
I haven't left my garden
In many, many years
I shall remain here till i die
I will be buried right here
My beautiful garden
My only home
Its only me here
But I'm not alone
