nothingontheinside Posted December 17, 2004 Share Posted December 17, 2004 Spilt blood From the thorn of my rose Dripping down from your eternal life Loosing tears All hope gone You found the one The last beautiful thing left Running away seemed the only way To end all of your pains Now you're stuck Walking around in empty caves Tunnels leading no where Small rodents, critters and beasts Jump out from the shadows in the dark Tearing your pants Bloodying up your knees Alone you cry and run around Until a small glimpse of hope Shines upon you You find a small beam of light Shining upon a rose Slowly you smell This gentle thing And lift it up Tear it out Its soul broken Upset, it pricks you finger Sending endorphins running Through your body Your eyes have deceived you The beauty was a lie You look upwards Into the one beam of light Your very last hope As the rain starts to fall You open your mouth And take your last drink And plant the seed of the rose Back underground Hidden from the horrors of this world No way out for you You want to die Death is the only way You lie down And find your knife Your one faithful companion That has always been by your side Through the tough it tries to stay strong You get on your knees to pray Right before you release Your very last breath Goodnight my rose You bleed hope for the next person like you Failure is sometimes the Only Way Out But the next person can be stronger Anyone is stronger than... me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
troublegal05 Posted December 20, 2004 Share Posted December 20, 2004 Thanx for sharing your poem I liked it alot; keep up the good work Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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