Garden

A dim light from above
The result of a black and purple sun
As I gaze I see a silver haze
Surrounding the figures amongst the trees
A golden glimmer from a fog that carpets the ground
In my confusion I take a look around
What is this place I have found
I walk on through a field
Full of moaning depressing flowers
A heavy feeling like a looming execution on the hour
I see my heart kept in a dusty jar
For this date I was late
Before I could get here I had to escape
Now I am here I do not want to stay
I want to get away and disappear from here
No one will ever know how close I came
How it was so near
The answers to the questions are severe
Bright side is no longer suicide
What they told me was a lie
Now to finish it all I will try
Only the next natural phase when I die
I did not ask for what I have got
Everything that you are not
Memories have been lost
Why do I think like this
What is wrong with me
The walk through this place will help me see