Honeydew
Soft and sweet like Honeydew,
Her eyes reflection in the moon,
The pain that fills them shows too soon,
Honey don't, honey don't, Honeydew.
The crystal skies are overhead,
Her limp feet dangle off the bed,
She wants the thoughts to stop coming through,
Honey don't, honey don't, Honeydew.
The TVs on inside her room,
Her thoughts secede, impending doom,
Her arms are weak, and her head is too,
Honey don't, honey don't, Honeydew.
The bottle shines in moonlights kiss,
The thought of death appears straight bliss,
Her lifeless eyes you cannot miss,
Honey don't, honey don't, Honeydew.
The color draining from her face,
The reapers cold and grim embrace,
The blood that's pooling in her place,
Honey don't, honey don't, Honeydew.
The sun is rising, no longer night,
The trees are coming into sight,
Her vacant eyes don't see the light,
Honey don't, but she did, Honeydew.
