A rose
Growing out of your heart
Red and lovely
Slowly entwined with my rose
White and pure
But then
Yous started turning
black
Dripping poison
Thorns appear
My heart started cracking
Turning grey from the inside
My rose no longer white
But blue black
Your rose stated to wilt
I tried anything I could
To push you away
But no matter what
There was still one little thorn
Left within
My slowly wilting heart