Tears dress the silk sheets of love forgotten

Landscapes dressed in the dying light of dusk
Hidden behind the beauty of an ugly marky face
Like a fallen statue of a graveyard lost and forgotten
She has become broken
A black swan caresses the ripples of a lake
Lonely and forsaken, she dances to the emptiness of life
Tears dress the silk sheets of love forgotten
The ballerina afraid and sorrowful
Begging with darkened eyes
She wishes for attention
Upon her toes, the tears become more real
And upon her nose a red peddle of the lonely rose
Drowning in the lake of despair
Dancing on a flood painted in blues and greens
She falls beyond repair
This porcelain doll
Is lost within' her own hopeless dreams.