Violet Flowers

A Pixie's Pain

Little pixie falling down

Slowly, slowly, to the ground 

Every branch that scratch and cut 

Falling into every rut 

Not a place that you belong

Everything you do is wrong

Everyone is playing games 

And Pain boils in your veins

Drowning in every single river

A slight chill makes you shiver

Wishing someone would melt your icy heart

And light a fire in the dark

Bent and damaged are your wings

Sad songs you start to sing 

All your magic drained and gone

You know they've already won

Now you've reached the forest floor

Yet they're still expecting more 

You sigh one more final breath

The sun sets on a pixies death