The crimson sun fails to rise <br />On the eastern shore of my demise, <br />Waters ebb through space and time, <br />And everybody sees through crystal eyes, <br />As the barren lands of war-torn minds <br />Fail to lift one more surprise, <br />One thing lingers in the air, <br />The horrors of a mind laid bare. <br />In the end, everyone dies alone, <br />In the end cherries wither too, <br />In the end there's nothing left to lose, <br />In the end there's nothing left to do. <br />Yellowfish swim through my hair <br />As sharks all lie around in prayer, <br />And the prayer they pray is a timeless void, <br />But no one speaks of this pointless joy, <br />One thing lingers in the air, <br />The horrors of a soul laid bare. <br />In the end, everyone dies alone, <br />In the end cherries wither too, <br />In the end there's nothing left to lose, <br />In the end there's nothing left to do. <br />Hummingbirds fly far away <br />Cos we all are dull we're all insane, <br />Dinosaurs roam through my brain, <br />The relics of a long lost pain, <br />The point is there's no point at all, <br />It doesn't matter if we walk or crawl, <br />But one thing lingers in the air, <br />The horrors of a heart laid bare.<br /><br />Mathew Lewis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cherries/
