Spare me the daisies, Save me the rose
To have a dream
For me are nightmares
Running, chasing
Oblivious and unaware
When I start running
I see nothing but delight
So I keep running
Into what I thought was light
My heart pounded against my chest
As my feet screeched to a stop
My mouth dropped open in horror
As my heart began to drop
The dazzling image in front of me
Was nothing more than lies
I tried running back
As I started to cry
A daisy landed at my feet
As I ran from the sight
The petals fell down
Obliterating the precious sight
As I ran faster and faster
Away from the memory of depression
The ground began to fade away
Leaving me stuck in suspension
As I fell
I felt a hand grab my hand;
Pulling me back up
To a steady area of land
As I gazed at what I saw;
A young man, dressed in black
Extended out his hand
And handed me a rose
Not wanting to stick around
He turned and left with a smile
Knowing that he managed to save another person's soul
…while carrying a second rose with him…