Bloody Rose

Just some thoughts and feelings turned into words.

One by one

the rose loses its petals

As they fall they turn to ashes

scattered in the violent wind

 

Its thorns bled me

as I tried to give it to you

Red drops fell on the soil

giving its life back

 

Every single moment

the rose’s blood thirst grows

How much must I sacrifice to keep it alive?

 

If I fail and the wind defeats me

If my veins get dried

I will give an oath

I’ll swear this rose to be my last

Never again to bleed for a flower

Never to get hurt for blind hope