Ock Lament
My Rosie, only love,
Why do you lie still there?
Your face glowing sunlight,
But blood upon your hair,
Whose blood upon your hair?
My Rosie, only life,
Why am I breathing now?
Life when my life has gone,
This earth should not allow.
Why did this earth allow?
My Rosie, only light,
Why did I choose this goal?
Why did I chase after pieces,
When you had made me whole,
When you had been my soul?
My Rosie, only love,
Don't leave me here to mourn,
Tortured by reminders
Of the rose destroyed by thorns,
My rose killed by my thorns.
