Pink

Pink petal

Torn by metal

Through your pretty pretty pane

Succor plowing through your veins

Why?

How?

Only a pink petal

Torn by metal

Scar in its face

Can know the grief of space

Vacant of those you had

All because of something bad

Only a pink petal

Torn by metal

Scar in its face

Can know the feeling of such a place

Of those who lost it all

Because of something small

And when the fleeing look back

They'll realize it wasn't you who caused the fall

It was control who lacked

And even if this revelation doesn't solve the case

Closure can be laced