My heart is a rose...
red with heat, pain, and passion
So delicate
so beautiful
Once pure, white
and as bright as the sun
Now stained by the blood of its peers
Weakened by my fears
And withered away
from the salt of my tears
One day a petal fell
The pain it endured
felt too much like hell
It's experiences were to much to tell
Alas the last petal has fallen
All that's left is a withered away stem
That's all I have left to give
I'm sorry...
Jul 13, 2013
Jul 13, 2013 at 6:21 PM UTC
My heart is a rose...
red with heat, pain, and passion
So delicate
so beautiful
Once pure, white
and as bright as the sun
Now stained by the blood of its peers
Weakened by my fears
And withered away
from the salt of my tears
One day a petal fell
The pain it endured
felt too much like hell
It's experiences were to much to tell
Alas the last petal has fallen
All that's left is a withered away stem
That's all I have left to give
I'm sorry...