It’s been weighing heavy on my mind for quite some time
about getting those roses when it’s my time
I’ve seen many go way too soon & the respect they’re given
watching as roses fill their resting grounds & their spirits being risen
As I cry for those souls, only one thing jogs on my mind
if they were still here, would they get those roses in time
Why does an untimely demise have to be the key for appreciation
folks wanting to say they love you but there’s such hesitation
Then I think about myself & the things I’ve done for those I care for
do i have to pass away before they tell me they love me forevermore
I only see roses raining when the sky opens up its invitation
for the next spirit to come in for the next spiritual destination
I don’t wanna cry just to get a warming hug
I don’t want to fight for my life before receiving real love
I don’t wanna hear you telling me you love me once I’m in the sky
cause those roses will be meaningless once my time runs dry
- Poetic Venxm