The bullet flew through the air,
piercing the flesh of a deer.
Its aim was true and in a flash,
the doe was nothing to its wrath.

My heart is a fire, the embers rest in my blood.
Veins set ablaze, sending flames through my core.
On the outside I act cool, hoping they won't see,
the blaze that rattles me everyday.

i am a rose,

i am full of thorns.

i am a bud,

i am growing.

i am a root,

i am my support.

i am a rose,

i am doomed to wither.

I'm bold, bold, bold.

I thought I could melt your heart,
and warm the iceberg in your chest.
Honestly, I'd thought I'd be your best,
but I was not made for that test.

You're distant, distant, distant.

I'm here, here, here.

You think of the future,
and I see the current world.
Honestly, I wish you'd look around,
but you won't turn your head to me now.

You're oblivious, oblivious, oblivious.

I'm aware, aware, aware.

Of they fact that you'll never stare,
but I still hope you will.
The warmth in my heart,
will go cold before my love disappears.

When I lay my head,
down to my pillow softly,
will I wake again?

My soul wants to burn,
I keep the urge inside me,
Because I'll be dowsed.

The caress of the wind on my cheek,
holding me up as I perch on a cliff.

The sound of waves matching my heart,
pounding beats into my soul.

The tinge of salt in the breeze,
making my nose inhale the air deeply.