A poem about the one who broke me, my rose bouquet
16 November, 2008
Rose Bouquet, beautiful yet deadly
you were consumed by darkness
rose bouquet, your beauty only superior
to the razors edge of your thorns
beautiful on the outside, deadly on the inside
I wish i could pluck you but to do so
is to risk walking through your garden of thorns
My rose bouquet, where did it go so wrong
how i miss ur smell, how i miss holding u in my arms
im reminded of your touch by the scars that run across my hands
rose bouquet, your petals strewn across my feet
petals i dream, petals in my sleep
You'll be far away, let go of the hate
for my name, sing songs instead oh hope for tomorrow
hope for today
My rose bouquet, breathes in hate,
hate for me, hate for what was, hate for what is
let go, release before its too late
you can only hate so much, before you're consumed by it
a poison in your heart, blinded by hate
your mind was poisoned by lies, deceit is the game and you are its pawn
You were my damsel in distress,
I was your knight in shinning armor
with a kink in my armor i will walk
remembering the scent of your petals laid to waste
lay to rest, the hate, cause in your whispers i hear your cries
And well forgetting me can be your plan
but you know its wrong, and one day you'll lift your head above the sand
and realize, you were my one true love
You hold your soul for ransom to the highest bidder,
you treatorus butterfly, flapping your wings to anyone
now that im gone, ive heard anyone will do
Just cause angels have wings, that doesnt make you one
you were my diamond in the rough, my one true love
four years together not one day apart,
I guess i shoulda never held you up so high
All i wanted was your attention,
all you wanted was my attention
well here it is, well here it was
all along
all along
My rose bouquet has withered
and now i walk over your petals
to my damsel in distress
dark brown eyes, honey colored hair
you were sweet as dawn
remember, remember,
when our path had direction
walk along the lines no more
so i'll color outside the lines and break all rules if i must
My rose bouquet has burned away,
over your petals i shall walk
into the arms of another
into stray burst of sunshine as they shine down upon her face
so weve both gone into that goodnight
and whispered our goodbyes
bitterswett sorrow stains my lips
cause i know you're with him when you should still be with me
by F.E to my rose bouquet
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