Too long have I rested in the tomb you've drawn
With the pencil of blood-sheding love on my soul..
The map of an ancient tragedy to others unknown.

Too long have I been deaf and mute,
Unable to capture the pleasurable laugthers of life..
Too old have I been to rejoice my youth
TOo fearful to condemn your sadistic crime..
too long have i obeyed your intrinsec rules,
Before remembering I had my own desires..

Neptune has wrapped a veil on my eyes,
Preventing my sight from comprising the world outside.
Blindfolded, I enjoyed my painful strives..
To escape my deafness, my blindness, my decline.
Behind the veil, I carried a life of my own
.. theatrical curtains drawn..
With inner rules and inner chimaeras..
that seemed to be reality for ..so long..

I was confinend to an onyx desert.. that dried
my soul, absorbing the essense of my existance,
the way sand greadily feeds on petals of virgin rains..
Yet i would not renounce the grains of black gold..
I lived there all alone, surviving and growing on pain,
Waiting for a savior to rescue my day,
And burry you away..
like in a princess' fairy-tale.
In vain. Passangers of destiny came..
But little did I know how to permit myself be saved..

A new spring commences today.
My diamond-shaped heart is now above you all..
Above you and others like you.
You'll never know what it's like to be alone.
I do, and i rest with the cherry trees I've come to love.

i seriously don't get what the cherry trees have to do with anything, but man Oana that was amazing! i mean i really got affected by that poem, it's super awesome!!! and believe it or not, no perverted comments this time -.-' it's just too awesome!