beauty from ashes

relief from how much I know I can't touch... I can't hold... I can't keep... deception and betrayal the promises that became dead to what I know how we built a grave to rest easy rest sleazy... putting to rest what was spoken so sweet and sweet beauty growth of a weed that covers the beauty from ashes....from growth in wisdom and knowledge of us. our ashes and our trust all of our lust placed in the grave in the dust. the grave of a hearts beat once engraved in promises we both built and laid to rest. the dirt beneath thy feet. heavenly relief.....my diary my secret keeper....tastiest fruits sweetest enjoyment I cherished the moments a cycle 5150 imperfections and actions were my sweetest defeat I made. my choice and desire and compassion I have given a life worth my devotion to the grave...I can't touch...I can't hold.... I can't keep... the untold. Rise up from the ashes. the rest in relief.... I release the belief from a grave of beauty that rises from the ashes .