~poem~ black roses
drain my life like you don't care, hate me as if you loved me, throw away my heart as if i never loved you, black roses run away as you stair into there eyes, black roses line up the pieces of this broken hand, discolored like your mood, the tears in your eye as you cry yourself to sleep, the things that watch you in your sleep,
line up the pices before its to late at night, run to some one as if there dying in there sleep, pretend as if you where dead, and hate me like the black rose that you sent me through my dreams, love me as though i was that black rose on your window lights, i set the roses up along my windows red green and... black the color of hate the color that you see in the dark, though the hallway eyes,
im lie asleep with a black rose on my chest there i lie in the forest with the glass that sorrounds me in the suns gaze,
SandAngel1991 · Thu Dec 14, 2006 @ 11:19pm · 0 Comments |