The melodies are enveloped in musical notes.
The neighborhood watches, heart-wrenching, as a slouch.
Melancholy melodies, like slough.

Raindrops on the windowsill,
As it composes ballads of memories under the umbrella.
Grieve songs like blackbirds in death throes.

Who brought a curse upon your soul?
Smoking cigarettes to numb the pain,
I stare out the window,
And ask again, who cursed you in silence?

Sunflowers weep in depression like memories in cords,
Petals writhe with grief,
I fellowship with pain like a soulmate.
Let pain cuddle me like a pillow,
I am a victim; I see blood on the high heels.
Flowing like melancholic melodies.