i wish that i loved someone

loved them enough to

buy them roses

love them more than myself

and i wish they would then

break me

i want to feel the soul

shattering hurt and

the way nausea unfurls

in my stomach

and the tears for days and days

because that means i

loved them enough

to feel that hurt

and that amount of love

lies deep within

this dark heart of mine

where roses bloom

before they rot

th...

Bold and colourful

Blooming and proud

So much energy for the future

Yet, now…

Straight stems squeezed

tightly bound with rubber

immersed in dregs of sustenance

confined to a glass sleeve

Risen high but now you sigh

as fading flowers fall,

petal, by petal…

Yet, is there a future?

Green shoots projecting

In the depths of decay…

Any hope for a new life?

Dried out heads droop

Side by side

Sur...

Once perfect

Beautiful

One that everyone wanted

But dangers await

The thorns made people bleed

So did she

But as they get older

And wilt

She fades into the background

Ready for death

But she is dry

And the rose petals stay in the dry shape

So did her skeleton

Once a rose

Ends like rose...

Roses are dead

Violets are a clue

I didn’t fall in love with you

You broke me down

Like a dead rose

Woth it’s thorns as a survival method

To protect its self in their final moments

Carrying me to compost

As you carry my casket

To me grave

No more protection

I am a dead rose...

The roses are dead,

The violets lost their hue,

You wanna know what else is dead?

My feelings for you.

You broke my heart,

Where my feelings used to reside,

But now my pain is making art,

Though I’m still dead on the inside.

I don’t feel anymore,

Like roses that have died,

Confliction causing mental war,

For hours I have cried.

You’re the reason I am like this,

Emptiness engulfs me,

But it is w...

Roses are dead

Violets aren’t blue

This world is a blur

But I still see you

Once vibrant petals

Crimson faded to gray

Whispers of the past

Thorns of memories sting

Piercing hearts once held light

Silent tales of longing

Lost in the depths of darkness

Roses are dead

Daisies lost their charm

In a sea of gray

You still bring me calm

In the gardens shade

Beauty lies in silent grief

Life cycle unc...

Lost love, whispered softly, may I have one last dance?

Breathe life anew, my darling, take my hand, a final chance

Dust stirring familiar tunes, your glow alights the gloom

Alone, the waltz has ended, choking silence fills this room

Claws outstretched to absence, lingering yearning unrequited

Ancient hearth that warmed our bones never to be reignited

Among bloodied brambles, in a bed of rotting b...

The roses are dead now

But I can’t throw them away

They’re all I have left of you

Now that you’re gone

The roses are dead now

Just like our love

I thought you might come back

I guess I was wrong

The roses are dead now

But they’ve still got thorns

They pierce me when I touch them

They remind me of you

The roses are dead now

Finally threw them away

It’s a good thing they’re gone

It’s a good thing...

Decay, decay

Roses in my room

You gave them to me because of how you saw me

It withered because of how you treated me

Bloom, bloom

You made me feel I’ve lost my beauty

Because of that I lost my thorns

No need to protect what won’t be picked

Rot, rot

I spend my days in this room

Deprived of sunlight

Why did you cut me down?...

Dead roses

Broken hoses

Tear-stained face

Without a trace

I hear your voice

I don’t have but a choice

To look at the rose you left me

Death is what I see

Burning courage is what I see

When I look at you

But I have always knew

The killer that lurked inside

I cried

I could’ve saved you

That I know is true...