✍️ Arts/Lit Evanescence

[doppleghost]

Lest you feel the thorn against my feet
Slowly, quietly I reached for the stalk
of tranquil opium of bloody souls
On the lei of thorn of chains in china walls

Drifting and drifting away from my hand
Fading, I see them into the darkness
in silver tears my eyes
had seen nightmares of blue rose dreams.

My friends asked me what this piece means, I responded in a respectful manner "it's open for interpretation"