violet dawn

    
the day wept purple tears  
in the violet dawn  
little blooms of regret dotted the land  
within the garden of sadness  
 
a place I once play  
I know the landscape well  
traveling there now in my mind  
 
you are there in my tree of doubt  
in this sacred denizen  
the holder of my secrets  
 
I climb its great branches  
and sit awhile with you  
a haunting spirit  
for you're no longer with me  
 
this is a private place  
I created when I was young  
a place to hide from the world  
it was my only escape  
 
so many specters are held here  
memories I keep when I can't let go  
of them all, you are the most real  
I can smell and taste you still  
 
the winds of fate blow through its leaves  
reminding it's time to move forward  
with one final glance back at you  
I climb to the ground  
 
I pick a flower of grief  
each petal scribe with my story  
one of love and passion  
it is no more  
this is the season for goodbye  
 
in my garden I am mistress  
keeper over the gate to my heart  
so why are you here to plague me  
with thoughts of why?
no answers will come  
 
the day cry purple tears  
in the violet dawn  
and I wept bitterly  
for a love no more