Bloody Rose

Bloody Rose

A Poem by Vin



Sing me your bloody song,

tell me the whole world is wrong.

Pull me into your nightmare,

assure me that no one will care.

Speak of how life is cruel,

your careless words will add to the fuel.

Teach me just to give up,

because you know that I'm not tough enough.

Promise me just death and pain,

that no one loves except for gain.

Murder me with every twist,

tell me salvation is in a torn up wrist.


Push me now to the edge,

while trying to sell this bloody pledge.

Demonstrate how to sign in,

become a cutter through the pen.

Proclaim that nothing's worth a fight,

that life is dull but death is bright.

Poison me with every tune,

suicide fed by the spoon.

Laugh when I get mad at you,

because my life is similar too.

When you're the one showing me

that there's no reason to continue living.


So I'll repeat your lullaby

of giving up without a try.

I wonder, will you feel the pain

of someone's death and life you drained?

Set yourself up as an escape,

yet you only say that life you hate.

A hypocrite that offers hope,

whilst handing out that dreadful rope.

Life is what you make of it,

some people fight and others quit.

But you seem to think that death is better,

so now I will return your rose with this blody letter.

© 2012 Vin

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Posted 7 Years Ago

So I'll repeat your lullaby of giving up without a try.

Bloody brilliant of a bloody write.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Poem is powerful. I could feel the tone of anger and disappointment in your words. The strong statements create a vision of disappointment and with no place to go except death. I like the ending. You are a Poet and a very good storyteller. Thank you.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on April 22, 2010
Last Updated on May 15, 2012
Tags: death, suicide, rose, hope, nightmare, strength



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