Ashes on my feet Lungs filled with smoke Are unable to lessen the havoc The twilights sun diving in the horizon Making me wonder will these feelings Set like the twilight sun Or will they turn into the gentle light of the moon Fresh "No" Ecos in my ears and linger in, my head Deepening my newfound regrets and fears My right is furious While left feels your no is glorious All this has left my mind like a maze with Shifting walls While in Anticipation of white rose All you gifted is yellow carnations