It sparkles in white,
It sparkles in blue.
Red in the horizont,
The image is true.
Pushed over an edge
Into the dark.
Looking out,
Hearing a prayer from the park.
What happened to
The joy I felt?
What happened
To you?
A tear sparkles,
The snow turns red.
Its 3AM and
I'm not in bed.
Dancing faries,
Laughing like you.
But I'm in the forest,
Feeling blue.
The joy is gone,
The sparkles too.
3AM and not in bed,
I'm looking out and thinking:
Why Aren't I Dead?