A bye made of hate

Bleed out the vain
And invite the pain
and blue ooze 
to the sky's
watch us... 
look at us.... as we bliss apart 
and flip!
and drop.
like hateful art.
The art to walk apart.
so drips, so rain..,
Cluster our
summer moments
to moments
of i hate you" they ...
Knot in group, 
Now drain and gone away. 
But those days always 
Find way to right-o-way 
back to that day. 
When colors arc our say!..
but not us not a day No way.....
Beautiful grass 
long that will last,
Is now in the past. 
Our showers 
at high tower, 
now drops to
its last hour.
the rains,  
push water in veins".  
So tears gather and scatterd,  
Well Bleed case's,
water steers the cores pain. 
Now face it.
To sink deeper 
and bloom kreepier.
When croc is hidden 
under Rock and relays
on luck to tell clock 
when to stop 
from buttom" 
it dives head-first 
to the rock top
Tucking in heat
it finds Internal sleep.
What ever feeling was deep 
This hate of hell will keep.
For flames to burn what walks in steep something cheap.