So Lost Poem by Princess Bernadette Anillo

Defining what I feel would make the thunder sing
The Graciousness of all clouds would kill beneath my wings
Giving a word in my vocabulary with trembling weary days
Is like dipping up the poisoned apple with a perky chase
The sands beneath the sun, would burn the pretty view
Denials of forgiveness of sins that aren't true
Romance of every tear dropp would give up and plunder
A sudden taste of feelings stabbing me to be sober
I was afraid but I brave to see what's freaking me!
There was music and so lovely screaming across the sea
The promise is now dead but what shall my soul seek
The very longing treasure was always buried at the peak
Whenever I give up my flowers, I scarred on all the thorns
Raining all around me was a simple sign that I was born
Leaves were never floating forever as vow on what we aim
The wind is just an invisible hand to guard you in your game
Would there be a chance to find a way with no block to start?
Because I'm so lost to dig it up and drove myself apart