Flowers

Pick a flower my love.
Sing me to sleep if you please.
We're pinned down underneath the shadow of a tree.

Clouds roll in.
It's dark.
I lose sight of you.

A scream wakes me from the dream.
You're clawing at the ground.
Writhing in pain.

"Help me!"
But I can't.
I surrender.

The devil takes you away from me.
He criss-crosses needles in your eyes.
The thunder steals you up.

I listen to the teriffying noise coming from above.
A crack in the sky pulls at my sight.
Raindrops burrow into the sockets in my skull.

A terriffic bang and I cast my glance away.
Your blood the pool at my feet.
And the devil screams.