all of my poetry

Trapped in a field of paper flowers

I'm trapped in a field of paper flowers

Haunted by the visions from the past

Surrounded by demons in disguise

Covered with the heart breaking truth

I'm trapped in a nightmare disguised as a dream

I'm listening to the lies of many

And watching the lives being lost

And learning that nothing

Is ever as it seems

I'm trapped in a world filled with paper butterflies

And silver rain that falls from the pitch black clouds

That fill the sky above me

this is a place where horrors are made

Fears voiced

And hopes crushed

This is the home of monsters

This is the world of nightmares