Floral Decay

A room full of floral decay
That bittersweet smell of mixed perfumes
Lingers, and the waft of stale summer air
Waltzes down the aisle
That awkward time stuck between
A blistering summers day
And the ice frosted night
A note to congratulate the bride
And the groom
That couple that wont even last the night
Divorces are expensive I think
As the pen hits the paper

As part of a task I was given a random: object, setting and time of day. I got: a wedding in a church, a letter and the afternoon. I really don't know how this managed to take such a depressing (yet comical) turn as I was planning on something rather romantic.

The Church

Freedom expelled from the hearts of the believers
Tortured and beaten
They fell to the ground

United they lie
Hollow shells of the men they once were
Souls driven out by the fear within them

Bricked up and banished
The kingdom fell into disarray
The wild ones were gone



Inspired by the Black Veil Brides newest album Wretched And Devine. Its defiantly proving to be a strong source of inspiration for me at the moment.