Your like a rose beautiful
yet hurtful with your thorns
that catch on my skin
and on my heart.
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I have moved from place to place and have never stayed in one place. All I have had with me over the years since my hardships and journey is my notebook. I write whenever I can, to describe how I see it, my perspective. I may not be the straight A student, but I can write and it helps me grow as an individual. I may be an amateur, but only time can fix that and I have plenty.)
Dark And Beautiful
Your like a rose beautiful
yet hurtful with your thorns
that catch on my skin
and on my heart.
So pure and delicate above
but underneath your
dark and evil, never showing
always hiding, being a secret
why are you dark and beautiful?
You say you want me even through pain
only when I see you, you show me nothing
I don't know if I can live without you
I can if I choose to try.
But is it true you love me?
You tell me I'm beautiful
and that you want forever.
You haven't said you love me
and turn when I meet
your pure blues eyes.
I don't understand anymore?
are you my death?
or a dark and beautiful rose?
When will I see the end?
When will you tell me everything is okay?
when will we be okay?
My beautiful and delicate rose
so pure and gentle.
But only on the outside.
Dark and Beautiful you will be
till your petals wilt.
Dark and Beautiful.