It's nearly ten years

& I'm still the same...

I know what I mean

& I know that I've changed

but I still remember

so clearly;

so pained...

Flowers on headstones

looking lush as it rained...

Flowers for blood that dripped

for the dead...

Blood that flowed free

when no tears could be shed...

Flowers of blood -

Robert Smith might approve -

But blood flowers haunt me

& I can not move.

- For The Children -